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hey hun, soooooo...
I just bought a perfume and apparently it is very attractive to the sense of smell because everyone tells me that I smell exquisite (their words not mine).
so i don't know if you could write something about the reader just bought a new perfume and changbin is obsessed with the smell to the point that it makes him want to f her, yk? 🤭
please take you time,
I really really love your writing
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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝
Pairing: Changbin x fem!reader Word count: 1.07k Genre: Smut 🔥❤️ Warning: semipublic sex >.>, clothed sex, osmolagnia (had to look that shit up 😭), no proofread (i have a problem i should really check over my work-) idk what else- THANK YOU FOR ALL THE LOVE BTW <<33
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The party was in an hour and Changbin sat on your shared bed talking to Hyunjin as you got ready, he watched as you put on your long red dress smiling slightly to himself. The slit that came up to your thigh was tantalizing on its own, but all done up and pretty for him, Changbin bit his lip at the thought of what he'd do to you after the party.
"Channie said if you're late again he's gonna kick you." Hyunjin laughed.
You looked over at Changbin and smiled innocently as if you weren't the reason he was late most days, always too clingy for him to leave you until the very last minute.
Changbin rolled his eyes. "Tell Chan I won't be late today. Right?" He looked at you.
You made a face and picked up your new perfume spray a bit on yourself, before exiting the bathroom and going to your closet and getting your heels, as you sat beside Changbin to put them on, you watched as his brows furrowed.
"Whatever you say," Hyunjin said. "By the way-"
"I'll call you back Hyunjin." Changbin said.
You blinked in confusion as he turned to you.
"Bro wha-" Hyunjin started but Changbin hung up and leaned close to you.
Your face got hot as he whispered. "You smell good." And kissed your jaw gently. "Shall we?"
You sat flustered for a second before nodding. "Let's go."
You followed Changbin through the party as he greeted his friends before finally settling at a table with his very close buddies. Jisung smiled at you, "You look lovely y/n, smell good too," he gave you a thumbs up and you laughed.
Minho nodded, "It is a very alluring scent."
Chan gave him a look. "Why are you talking like that?"
Changbin rested his hand on your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Like what?" Minho asked.
"So... sophisticated." Jeongin said giving Minho a side eye.
"I am sophisticated." Minho smiled, sipping his drink.
Hyunjin gave the group a look that said let's be real here and the whole table burst into laughter.
Changbin leaned in and whispered in your ear. "Don't you need to freshen up?"
Your brows furrowed in confusion for a moment, "Wha-"
He squeezed your thigh again and it dawned on you what he meant, heat rushed to your core and you excused yourself from the table. You made your way to the unisex bathroom and waited a few minutes, Changbin entered and smiled at you.
"Look at you princess." He mumbled, leaning in close, his lips caressed yours before he shoved his tongue into your mouth. "Wanted to wait.. Might just fuck you right here." he muttered before kissing your neck.
You whimpered as his hand went under your dress and cupped your sex, pushing you back into a stall.
"Don't want to take you somewhere so dirty. But what choice do I have..." He sighed but you could see the smirk on his face.
You gasped as he pushed your pantie aside and started rubbing your clit. You bit your hand as you let out a particularly loud cry.
Changbin slipped two of his thick fingers into you and grabbed your face, kissing you, he shoved his tongue into your mouth, groaning softly as he dragged them in and out of you. "You need to be quiet, we might get caught."
Your walls clenched.
Changbin stared at you with a spark in his eyes for a moment before a grin came to his face. "Does that turn you on?" He started moving his fingers faster, curling them to rub your g-spot. "You want someone to walk in and hear you whimpering over my fingers in your pretty pussy."
You smacked Changbin's arm and he laughed before pulling his fingers out of you and licking them clean. "You taste so good princess."
He kissed you deeply and groaned as you unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, lowering them just enough for his cock to spring free, taking in your hand and squeezing, stroking slowly.
His lips moved to your throat and he resisted the urge to leave marks on you, lifting your dress around your hips carefully, using the slit at your thigh for assistance. He groaned as he breathed in your scent. "Smell so good. Jump." He said and you jumped into his arms, he pressed you against the wall and kissed you again. "'M going to give princess treatment. Hm?" His hand trailed up and squeezed your tit. "You want me to spoil you?"
You nodded and whined as he ground his erection against you.
"So good for me." He muttered against your neck. "You going to be quiet when I fuck you. Don't want to get in trouble."
You nodded and gasped as eh shifted you slightly before his thick tip pushed into you. Your mouth fell open in a silent moan as Changbin began plowing into you, panting softly against your neck. You gasped and whimpered holding onto his muscular form as he took you against the wall, in the bathroom stall.
Your nails dug into his shirt and vest as he picked up the pace.
"Gonna make you cum sweet girl. We need to go back soon, I'm going to spoil you later, okay?" He huffed as his finger found your clit.
You squealed at the sudden stimulation and bucked, your mind going blank as Changbin fucked you through your orgasm. "Binnie- W-wait-" You moaned out loudly.
Changbin grabbed your face and kissed you hard, muffling your cryas he released into you. "What happened to staying quiet?" He muttered against your lips.
You looked up at him, slightly dazed. "I don't know."
He rolled his eyes and pulled out, lowering you to your feet. After cleaning you with the baby wipes from your bag he fixed himself and left you to fix your makeup and dress.
You came out of the bathroom after reapplying your lipstick and cleaning off the streaks Changbin's lips had dragged, you made sure to spritz a bit more perfume before joining the others at the table again.
Changbin's hand found your exposed thigh and he whispered. "You're trying to kill me."
Minho smiled. "You have to tell me what this fragrance is."
"I concur." Han said with a British accent.
You giggled to yourself and said, "It's my secret."
Changbin smiled and kissed your cheek muttering, "Just for me."
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his-angell · 11 months
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dumb prank. (s.cb)
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plot; (y/n) found a stupid prank on Instagram, one where they wouldn't kiss their lover all day. While they thought it was a funny idea, Changbin didn't exactly take it well.
Paring; Seo Changbin x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned!)
Genre; Angst, Fluff
Word Count; 1.1k
Request?; No
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It had been a long day. Not as much for you as it had been for Changbin. He was so tired with filming and rehearsals, he just wanted to curl into the arms of his beautiful lover. But today was so weird. You had been avoiding any kisses from him, any hugs. You only held his hand. You weren’t mad, you weren’t upset. In fact, you were playing a stupid prank on your boyfriend. One you found on instagram. It was to go a day without kissing him. You thought it would be funny, but you hadn’t really thought it through before playing it on the male. Changbin was clingy. Anyone who knew him was aware of that fact. He needed to constantly be holding onto you, whether it be your hand, your waist, your pinky even. He needed to be touching you any time he could.
You had been home for a while. You always hung around with the boys while they were filming, or rehearsing, but today, you had gone home early. You were getting needy for some kisses. But you couldn’t fail your own prank. So you had left Changbin with nothing more than an ‘I love you!’ and a pat on the cheek. He had texted you after you left, asking where his kiss was. In which you only said, ‘Sorry my love, I didn’t wanna make the boys uncomfortable or anything.’ Which absolutely threw Changbin off, since you never had a problem kissing in front of them before now.
It was then the man started to overthink. Did you still love him? Did his breath smell? Was he too clingy? Were you ashamed to love him in front of the others? It had started to affect his performance a bit. He dreaded this all. Chan had noticed his behavior and talked to him. Changbin had told the leader of your weird actions all day. Chan did his best to give the other some words of wisdom. Which helped him through the rest of the day. Thank god.
Changbin had rushed home to you that day. He needed to talk to you. To get some sort of answer of why you were acting like this. He entered the code to your guys’ shared apartment and walked in. He slipped off his shoes and shrugged off his jacket, hanging it up. “Baby?” He called out as he walked further into the apartment. “In here, Bin,” You called out, looking up from your laptop, which you were using to watch some youtube.
Changbin rushed over. He sat down beside you and gently closed your laptop. You frowned as you watched him toss your laptop to the other side of the couch. You chuckled a little. “Yess?” You hummed, raising your eyebrow at your boyfriend, who gave you sad puppy dog eyes. “Why haven’t you given me any kisses today? Or even touched me other than holding my hand?” He asked, staring into your soul with his doe eyes.
You laughed nervously and shrugged. You felt as if he were interrogating you for some horrible crime. You swallowed the lump in your throat. “I dunno, just haven't felt like it.” You said. You weren’t ready to end the prank yet. You immediately regretted your choice though as you saw the way your boyfriend's face fell. He moved out of your personal space and looked down. “What do you mean you haven't felt like it?” He mumbled. It was like a punch in the face. Maybe he was taking it to heart, but normally you don’t tell your partner that you don't feel like giving them affection.
His heart ached as he thought about it. “Are you falling out of love with me?” He cracked out, his voice shaky and hesitant. Your eyes widened as you sat up, taking your boyfriend's face. He didn’t meet your gaze. He didn’t want to. He didn’t wanna see the look on your face. You let out a shaky sigh. “Binnie.. No,” You said. “Then why were you acting weird today?” Changbin moved out of your grasp and hid his face in his hands. He sniffed as tears brimmed his eyes.
He knew that he wasn’t overreacting now. He was so sure he was gonna lose the love of his life. It all showed. The way you shrugged him off today. All day! Even when he got home! It was normally everyday that he would come home and cuddle in your arms before dinner. He would shower you with kisses, and you would shower him back. It was something so small and sweet, but so important. He needed it. He needed you. Changbin felt like nothing without you. You were his world. His happiness. His darling love.
His sniffles and soft sobs filled the silence of the apartment. “No, no, no, Bin,” You got off the couch and kneeled in front of him. You moved his hands from his face and held them tightly. “Look at me,” You said, feeling your heart shatter when Changbins teary eyes met your gaze. “It was a prank..” You finally muttered. Changbins eyebrows furrowed. “What?” He whispered. “A prank- Today. It was stupid, I should have never done it. I didn’t stop to think how badly it would hurt you, and I'm so sorry, binnie.” You whispered softly, not breaking eye contact. You need him to know how truly sorry you were.
Changbin sniffled. “So you don’t hate me?..” His voice shook. You shook your head. “No! No, baby, I could never hate you!” You said quickly, taking his face into your hands. “Can I kiss you now then? Please.” Changbin asked, his eyes locked on your lips. You laughed softly and nodded. “Yes please.” You hushed. He pressed his lips to yours and smiled against you. He moved to grab you and pull you into his lap, not breaking the kiss.
After a while, you pulled away for air. You smiled softly. You gently wiped his tears with your thumbs. “I’m sorry, Bin, I really am.” You apologized again. Changbin shook his head. “It's okay..” He hid his face into your neck and hugged your waist. “I love you. Please don’t ever do that again.” He muttered. You hummed and ran your hands through his hair. “I won't. I love you too.” You kissed his head…
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this is a small story I wrote, and it's the first one im posting to tumblr, whoohoo!! This style of writing is new to me, 2nd person I think it is? If theres any mistakes, i'm sorry. I did my best! Most of my writing is in 3rd person, but I wanted to give this a shot. I hope you guys liked it! If there's anything i could do to improve my writing, please do let me know. I am taking requests, so plspls leave them!!
this story is based of a story by, @ppiri-bahng , 'thinking about a no kissing prank gone wrong on Minho.'
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yoonguurt · 1 year
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Day 3 is finally here. It's a day late, but I am so proud of this one. It's one of Ki's favorite men and I really had to do it justice, and I feel like I did. It's longer than I thought it would be, but I'm happy with it. @kwanisms here's your boy.
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Pairing: bouncer!Changbin x f!reader
Warnings: alcohol consumption, mentions of smoking, dom!Changbin, sub!reader, mention of switch!Changbin, reader is a little bratty, big dick!Changbin, dirty talk, nipple play, use of restraints, protected sex. I think that's it?
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This is not where you thought you would be by the end of the night. Not even close. Your fun night with your friend had you ending up handcuffed to the bed of a man you had only known for a few hours. Not to say that you were disappointed, not at all, just surprised. 
Your best friend, Hyunjin, decided to finally drag you out of your apartment for a night. You had been studying for weeks straight and he was tired of it. You were getting cranky and the stress was really beginning to get to you. You couldn’t deny that it would be good for you, didn’t even try to, you just got dressed. It didn’t take long for you to decide on a skin tight black dress, it fit you perfectly, hugging your curves just right. It came to an end right above your ass with a halter top. It was definitely your ‘fuck me’ dress. You really didn’t have any intention of bringing anyone home or going home with anyone, but the dress made you feel sexy and confident and that was what you needed after weeks of sweatpants and hoodies. 
Your platonic better half decided that the newest club was the destination for the night, and you honestly had been wanting to try it out since it opened a few weeks back. Your group took a couple of pre game shots before making your way to the Uber that was already waiting for you. The line for the club was obnoxiously long, and you were immediately regretting your decision to wear heels. It took about 45 minutes of slowly shuffling forward before you finally made it to the door, showing the buff and rather good looking man your ID, stepping inside the club. You turned back to glance at the bouncer, his black hair falling over his forehead. He really was extremely attractive, it made your tummy flutter a bit when he turned and flashed you a smirk, his eyes running over your figure.
Your hand was quickly pulled, making you turn away from the bouncer. You were dragged in the direction of the bar, by no surprise of your own. You had already known that tonight’s goal was to drink  and let loose. Though, you had no intention of getting wasted, just a little tipsy to take the edge off and relax a little. The bartender flashed you a smile, asking what you would be having, your mind quickly deciding on a whiskey and coke. The blonde man behind the bar slid you a glass, the amber liquid sloshing a little. “Want to open a tab?” You shook your head no, flashing him a smile back, turning to face the sea of people gathered around the club. You lifted your glass to your lips, the alcohol burning your throat as you swallowed. You could feel the bass through the floor, the few sips of whiskey you had already causing the muscles in your body to relax a bit. 
Before you could even finish your drink, Hyunjin was already begging you to dance with him. You knew that that was the main reason he wanted to come out tonight. Dancing was his outlet, how he relieved stress. You had to admit, he was damn good. You had tried to talk him into switching his major to dance, but so far you hadn’t gotten through to him. You decided to chug the rest of you whiskey, setting the glass on the bar before grabbing his hand and letting him lead you through the sea of people to find a spot on the dance floor. He finally found a spot that he deemed good enough and pulled you in front of him to dance. The two of you were close enough for it to be known you knew each other, but far enough apart that it wouldn’t look like you were together. You assumed Hyunjin would want to find someone to go home with, he was always very good at that, so you made sure to leave space for whatever person would eventually set his eyes on. The slight buzz of the alcohol and the music had your body moving fluidly, letting the beat flow through you as you moved your hips. Your eyes were closed, just enjoying the whole vibe of the room when you felt a shoulder brush into yours. You looked around to see Hyunjin passing by you with a bright smile. You turned to see where he was going, only to see him make his way to the dark haired bouncer from earlier. You felt your eyes widen and breath hitch when the man smiled as he gave your best friend a hug. You watched them talk for a few seconds when Hyunjin turned to face you, hand gesturing for you to come to them. You weaved through the bodies, making your way toward the men, your breathing shallow and nerves slightly on fire. 
Hyunjin threw his arm around your shoulders as soon as you were in reach, pulling you in close to him as he spoke to the man in front of him, something you couldn’t hear. You felt yourself being pulled back towards the bar and slightly to the right. The three of you walked through door, which led to a small outdoor area that had a few people standing around smoking. You leaned your body up against the metal railing that fenced in the smoking area, the cold material causing you to shiver. “You cold, darlin’?” You lifted your eyes to the owner of the voice, Hyunjin’s bouncer friend, who had now stripped himself of his leather jacket and was holding it out to you. You reached to grab the jacket with a small thank you, your fingers brushing against his felt like a small electrical current running through your hand. “Oh shit, I forgot to introduce you two. This is Changbin. Changbin this is the best friend I’ve been telling you about.” Hyunjin’s words came out in a rushed jumble, making you giggle. 
Your eyes flitted over to Changbin, his plain white t-shirt tight over his muscles making your mouth water slightly. He looked absolutely breathtaking. His hair was curling slightly due to the humidity and for you that only added to his beauty. You drug your gaze over his chest, well defined and you desperately wanted to run your hands over it. Next came his hands, god they were beautiful and you just look and fit perfect around your neck. Someone clearing their throat brought you out of your thoughts, you quickly shook your head and lifted your eyes to find that Changbin was already focused on you, a smirk playing at his lips. You’ve never been one to be bashful about being attracted to someone so you just smirked back and gave him a wink. 
Hyunjin seemed to be oblivious to this interaction as he quickly grabbed your hand and wanted to go back to dance. You shot Changbin a flirty smile as you followed behind your best friend, who quickly turned around and asked his friend if he was off the clock and if he could join. Changbin looked over you and nodded, followed behind. Almost as soon as your small group got to the dance floor, someone caught Hyunjin’s eye. He lifted an eyebrow in your direction, you gave a giggle and a nod, and the man was off. You watched his back as he disappeared into the crowd, a smile still on your face. “Looks like it’s just you and me now, darlin’.” You whipped around to face him, the smirk still present on his face. You took your first step toward him slowly, each step that followed was a slightly faster pace, until you were looking directly up at him. “Looks like it, big guy.” You should see the way his jaw clenched at your words and it immediately registered that he enjoyed his strength being brought up. You would be using that to your advantage. 
You watched Changbin walk away to the bar to get you both a drink, his back muscles flexing as he shifted his body to avoid running into someone. The visual caused you to clench your thighs, arousal already hitting you hard. It didn’t take long for him to be on his way back, his eyes immediately locking into your, iris’ almost black. Just his gaze sent a shiver down your spine, it thrilled you, you knew that you would let this man have you right here on the dance floor if he wanted. You reached for him as soon as he got close enough, hand bypassing the glass in his outstretched hand and going straight around his waist. One of his arms came down around you, drink still in his hand, pushing you farther into his body. You pulled back, finally taking the drink from him and downing it in one gulp, raising your eyebrow in a challenge. The man gave a hearty laugh before taking you up on that challenge. You watched his throat bob as the gulped down the liquid, the sight causing your breathing to speed up. God you wanted this man. 
After downing your drinks, Changbin took the glasses back and quickly returned to you, hands finding your waist immediately. You turned in his arms, back facing his chest, and let the music take over. You let your hips sway against him, ass barely rubbing against his crotch. You kept your pace slow, teasing, trying to push Changbin to his limits. With each movement, you pushed back just enough for brush against him before pulling back. It didn’t take long for him to lose his patience, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “I know you’re having fun teasing darlin’, but it’s not nice.” You giggled at the impatience in his voice, feeling his hands tighten on your hips before pulling you back against him, your ass coming in direct contact with him. He was hard, very hard and you were beyond turned on at the confirmation of how you were affecting him. You ground your ass against him, pushing back with a little force, a grunt from him followed soon after. His grip kept you flush against him, his hips bucking up into your ass to the beat of the music. The feeling of his hardened member hitting your cheeks was intense. You could tell he was big, but you suspected he was bigger than he felt. You needed him and you needed him now.
You turned around and grabbed his hand, leading him away from the crowd and into a small hallway, which you assumed led to the bathroom. In one of your odd moods you took control, shoving him against the wall, eyes locked on his before they flickered to his lips, an ask of permission. Changbin smirked again and then suddenly your control was stripped from you as he twirled you around, your back now on the wall. His face came closer to yours, and you held your breath in anticipation, his lips changing course at the last minute to land on your neck. He gave the skin a small bite, a whimper falling from your throat at the contact. His tongue flicked out to rub over the spot he bit, soothing it. The next second his lips were on yours, his wet muscle prying your mouth open to dance with yours. His hands slid down your body, finding purchase on your ass, pulling you forward to push your core against him. The contact had you sighing into the kiss, which was quickly becoming more intense and passionate. Your hips started to match his pace as he pulled you against him, your core getting more drenched with each thrust.
Changbin pulled back, taking in a big gulp of air, hair disheveled from your hands running through it. Your gazes remained locked for a moment as you regained your breaths. “You want to get out of here, darlin’? My place isn’t that far from here.” His eyes searched yours for any sign of hesitation, making sure he hadn’t made you uncomfortable. You nodded your head far more quickly than you thought was possible and you whispered out to him. “Please.” He took one of your hands and pulled you in the direction of the door, reminding you to text Hyunjin and tell him where you would be so he wouldn’t worry. By the time you had texted him and put your phone away, you were already in front of an apartment building, Changbin holding the door open for you. You followed close behind him as he walked to the elevator and pressed the button. He brought your body in front of him, wrapping his arms around you and lips finding a place on your neck. You let out a low moan, not even caring that you were in the middle of his apartment lobby. 
The ding of the elevator brought you both back to reality, the doors opening to reveal an empty carriage. Changbin kept his arms around you as he walked forward, shuffling you both into the elevator. He pressed the button for his floor, followed by the close elevator button. As soon as the doors closed, he was back on you. Lips on yours, hands on your ass, cock grinding into your clothed cunt. The makeout was heating up quickly, the dinging of the elevator reaching his floor interrupting the two of you once again. You tried to catch your breath as Changbin pulled you down the hall to his door, his hands fumbling with his keys as he tried to open his door. It took longer than it should have, his hands shaking slightly. Once he finally got his key in the knob and the door opened, he pulled you into his apartment, closing the door behind you. He turned to you, hands going to cup your face as he kissed you, pushing you back against the door. His hands roamed your body, as if trying to learn every inch in a short amount of time, finally landing on your ass, giving a rough squeeze and a small spank, your moan only encouraging him. You felt more force in his grip as he lifted you off of your feet, your legs wrapping around his waist. A louder moan poured out of you, the use of his strength shooting straight to your core.
Changbin pulled back with that signature smirk on his lips, watching you try to catch your breath. “Oh? D’ya like that, darlin’? Like how strong I am? Lifting you with such ease?” His voice was lower than it had been all night and his mouth was directly beside your ear, the heat from his breath falling over your neck. All you could do was give him another moan and roll your hips against him. A deep groan rumbled through his broad chest, turning into a growl at the end. He pulled back from the door, his arms still around you, carrying you through the apartment toward his bedroom. The sheer show of strength had you clinching around nothing, your lips finding his neck, nibbling and sucking your mark onto his skin. His fingers dug into your ass as he carried you, kicking his door open and then closed as he stepped inside. He turned and shoved you against the door again, obviously showing you that he had no need to put you down yet. He could keep you held up for longer. He was the one to find your neck this time, biting with slightly more force than you had, making a mark of his own. You needed more, you were soaked through your underwear at this point, you needed something. “Changbin, please. I need you.” Your voice cracked, full of desperation and lust.
He pulled the two of you off of the door, turning towards his bed before he tossed you, your back landing on his soft bed, body bouncing a little. Fuck, that was hot. No one had ever handled you that way before, even though you knew it was something you wanted. “Why don’t you take that dress off for me, darlin’? Let me see that beautiful body.” His voice, his tone, the commanding hint, it all drove you crazy. You wanted to give him whatever he wanted, but a thought struck you, what if you teased just a little more. You lifted your hands to the zipper of your dress, pretending to fumble with it to drag the tension out. You watched as the fire in his eyes ignited, jaw clenching at your tactics. “Darlin’. If you’re gonna tease, I’ll have to take drastic measures.” He walked to his dresser, opening a drawer and digging around a bit before pulling out a pair of handcuffs. Your eyes widened, your breath speeding up at the sight of this well built man dangling shiny handcuffs from his finger. It didn’t take long for you to make up your mind. “I think you’re going to have to take those measures, big boy.” His smirk turned into a full blown smile at your words, his legs making long strides to get to you. He pulled you to your feet, spinning your body around as soon as you were up, hands making quick work of your zipper. He groaned at the lack of a bra, working on hand around your front to play with your nipple while the other one pushed your dress down farther. 
His constant tweaking of your nipple had pleasure coursing through you, your nipples have always been especially sensitive. The obscene moan that ripped through you no doubt let Changbin know just how sensitive you were. “What do we have here, darlin’? So sensitive for me. I bet I could make you come undone just like this.” The thought alone had you clenching around nothing, cunt begging to be filled. As soon as your dress hit the floor, your panties quickly followed, leaving you completely bare in front of Changbin. He dropped his hands back down to your hips, spinning you around once more and taking a step back to take you all in. His pupils were blown out and his chest was heaving and you weren’t sure you had ever seen something so arousing. Changbin ripped his shirt from his body, his pants and underwear following in one swift movement. You let your eyes rake over him and your earlier assumption was correct. He was fucking big. You wanted to feel him on your tongue, taste him, sink to your knees and take all of him. He could tell what you were thinking, you were sure of it, but you felt no shame in your thoughts. “Maybe next time, darlin’. Right now I have plans.” 
So, here you were, handcuffed to Changbin’s bed, waiting for his next move. He had been standing and looking at you, eating you with his eyes, for a couple of minutes now and it had you squirming under his intense gaze. Finally, after what felt like years, the bed dipped as he knelt on it, making his way between your legs, spreading them to make room for himself. He leaned down to give you a quick peck on the lips before trailing his lips down your neck, down your chest until they stopped at your breast. “Let’s test my theory, shall we?” He wrapped his lips around one of your nipples, hand coming to massage the one not in his mouth. You arched your back, moaning loudly and he pinched your pebbled bud in between his thumb and forefinger. His teeth grazed your other nipple gently before he bit a bit harder, the sensation shooting straight to your aching cunt. He had just started and you already felt your high approaching. Changbin popped his mouth off of you, switching sides and sucking your other nipple into his mouth, giving it the same treatment. “Bin. Bin I’m close.” This was a completely new experience for you. No one had ever been able to bring you to orgasm just from playing with your tits. You felt the vibrations of his groan shoot through you, pushing you even closer to the edge. “Go on, darlin’. You can let go for me.” As if his words were what you had been waiting for, your high hit you hard, a scream ripping from you, not even sounding like you.
Changbin lifted his mouth off of you, his hand coming to brush your hair from your face as he asked if you were ok. All you had the strength to do was nod, punctuating it with a lift of your hips, a silent beg for more. He chuckled above you, mumbling something about you being such a needy girl and you whined, as if to confirm his statement. His hand slid down your body, making its way to your core. You wanted to touch him, wanted to dig your nails into him. You tugged at the handcuffs, itching to get your hands on him. “Ah ah, darlin’. You gotta stay just like this.” You pouted at his words, his only response was a dark chuckle, watching you gasp as his fingers slipped through your folds. “Fuck, darlin’. You’re so fucking wet, bet I could slip right in, wouldn’t even need to prep you anymore. Would you like that, darlin’? Want me to just slid in and fuck you good?” His voice was filled with tease, but you wanted it. You wanted him to fuck you sensless. “Please, Changbin. Please.” Your words came out in a whine and you watched him reach into the top drawer of his bedside table, coming out with a condom between his fingers. 
He quickly ripped the package open, sliding the latex over his cock and gave himself a few pumps. He repositioned himself between your legs, spreading them a bit more to accommodate for his larger frame. He brought his face to yours, giving you a slow kiss, tongue pressing into your mouth. You felt yourself getting lost in the kiss only to be brought back as Changbin pushed his length into you in one thrust. You were so drenched that the pain was almost non existent, there was only pleasure. He didn’t slow down, once he was inside, he kept a steady pace, balls hitting your ass so hard you could hear it throughout the room. “Fuck, darlin’. You feel like heaven. So warm and wet. So tight for me. No way I’m gonna last long. Fuck.” His words made your eyes roll back, his cock angled just right to hit the spongy spot inside of you. You couldn’t stop your moans, they just kept falling from your mouth, Changbin’s groans matching. He sat back on his heels, hands wrapping around your hips, lifting you off the bed as he continued to pound into you. You were so close, your hands were thrashing in the cuffs, begging to be set free. “Come on, darlin’. Let me feel you. Cream all over my cock.” His words, the strength of his grip on your hips, the brutal pace he thrust into you, it was all too much. You came with a scream of his name and he followed after a couple more thrust, a deep growl coming from his throat. 
The two of you took a moment to catch your breath, Changbin kissing you softly as he unlocked the cuffs and rubbed your wrists, asking if you were ok and if they hurt. You made sure he knew that you were completely fine, fucked out even, which caused the man to smile and laugh softly. He removed the condom, tying it off and throwing it in the can beside his bed, falling beside you after. The silence that followed wasn’t uncomfortable, just allowing yourselves to regain your senses. Changbin broke the silence suddenly.
“Give me a few minutes and then you can use these on me.” A smirk on his face and the handcuffs dangling from his finger. 
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snippets of chan sharing you with each of his boys for the first time
pairings: skz x afab!reader
warnings: smut!!!!🔞 multiple partners, threesomes, unprotected sex, protected sex, daddy kink, exhibitionism, smidges of mxm but nothing too serious, oral (f & m receiving), wet and messy, finger sucking, gagging, little bit of spit play, cum swallowing, light degradation, phone sex, slight voyeurism, pussy jobs, mutual masturbation, pet play, hair pulling, loss of virginity, spanking, whole lotta tags for a whole lotta boys!
notes: well.... i did it! inspired by chan's section in this post of mine since literally one singular person asked for it. this is just straight up NASTY.. you're welcome?? or sorry?? idk but anyways im abt to post this and then dip so i can sleep. pls enjoy!!! <3
chan 
“baby, tell me,” he whispers into your cheek. you’re on your back and he’s on his side facing you, a strong thigh thrown over yours that’s closest to him. he’s had his hand in your panties for the past thirty minutes, and it’s got your brain leaking out of your ears. “here, let’s take these off, yeah?”
he sits up, his hand finally leaves your panties so that he can drag them down your hips and have you kick them off with your foot. chan settles back down beside you, propping his head up on his palm and bringing his other hand back to your cunt to play. 
you’re so worked up you could cry. you could scream, but it’s your own doing. you know all you have to do is tell your boyfriend what’s on your mind. he tells you just that.
chan leans down to kiss your neck before murmuring against your skin. 
“all you have to do is tell me, love. i want to give it to you, hm?” you slowly nod your head and wrap your hand around his forearm. when you turn to look at him, he meets you halfway for a kiss. it’s sweet, nothing more than a press of your lips together, but yours are quick to drop open in a yelp when chan pinches your clit between his fingers. chan takes this opportunity to lick into your mouth and does his best to swallow the noises you can’t seem to stop making. 
he can tell you’re about to cum when you start to hump his hand, thighs shaking. chan smiles against your lips and gets you there, but right before you can tumble over the edge he removes his hand and trails it up your stomach to circle your belly button gently. the whine that leaves your mouth is pathetic, desperate, and you can’t help but bring your own fingers to your pussy to pick up where he left off. chan is quick to grab your hand and pin it to your side, dropping a swift smack to your cunt in retaliation that makes you cry out.
“this is mine.” his fingers wrap themselves around your neck. “that pussy is mine, and i’ll play with it how i see fit.” you’re nodding your head along with his words because of course, you know it’s his. 
“that’s right sweetheart. you want me to make you cum?” another nod from you. “why don’t you tell me what’s got that pretty head all dizzy then, yeah? daddy wants to give it to you, baby. i want you to have it.” 
you do tear up this time, and chan smiles at you, dimples showing. “my crybaby. how can channie help? what if i touch your little clit again, would that make it better?” he asks. 
“y-yes, channie, daddy,” you whine. his hand once again travels down to your pussy, and your hips arch into him to welcome them back home. so fuckin’ precious, he says.
chan kept his end of the bargain, so you know it’s time to keep yours, despite how nervous you are about admitting it out loud. you doubt your sweet boyfriend would think any different of you for this, but still. 
“want, ah, want you an’ your friends to fuck me, channie,” you whisper. “‘m so good for you, i am, jus’ want everyone to know.”
chan thinks he’s about to pass out. no way did you just say what he thinks you said, what he hopes you said. he’s fantasized about that for months, sharing you with the rest of stray kids, but was too ashamed and embarrassed to ever admit it out loud to you. then again, he thought, you had always been the brave one out of the two of you. 
“oh honey,” chan coos, “you’re right, you’re so good for me. you’re so wonderful, you want ‘em to see how sweet this pussy is? how good you treat me?” 
he doesn’t let you answer before he’s pulling you into his chest and making you cum so hard you’re out cold the second your head hits the pillow.
this is how it starts.
minho 
chan had texted you earlier, a short and simple me and minho need your help haha. you weren’t sure if it would lead to what you were hoping it would lead to, but god were you crossing your fingers. the second chan let you into the dance practice room, he locked the door behind you. you stopped in your tracks and raised your eyebrows at him, searching for some sort of hint to clue you into what was going on. your boyfriend cocks his head towards minho, who’s sitting on the leather couch and fiddling with his phone with a scowl on his face. 
you let out a quiet ahh and shoot chan a thumbs up. he responds with that squeaky laugh you love so much and gently pulls you in by the back of your head, wrapping his arm around it and guiding your face to his neck so you can hug him. 
“the second you say stop, we stop, ‘kay?” chan asks into your ear. 
“yes!” you say, excited, now bouncing on the balls of your feet and nearly headbutting him in the chin. you kiss him once and pull away, smiling. out of the corner of your eye you see minho lock his phone and place it face down on the couch, focusing his attention on you and chan. 
the next thing you know, you’re half naked on the couch. minho has your ass pulled to the edge so that he can have easier access to your drooly cunt on display for him, your panties dangling from one foot. he’s kneeling in between your spread legs. chan’s sitting on the cushion beside you, content for now to let minho explore your body for the first time. he’s holding your hand and rubbing slow circles on it with his thumb.
your head is thrown back against the backrest of the couch as minho is nipping at your thighs, startling moans out of you when he decides he wants to bite down harder. 
“show him your tits, baby,” chan tells you, squeezing your hand once. you comply immediately, using your unoccupied hand to pull the hem of your t-shirt up above your tits, and you wiggle when you look down to see minho’s dark eyes roaming your chest. 
“mm,” minho hums, “pretty. pretty body. can i kiss you here?” he asks, eyes flicking down to your cunt. you nod your head but are quick to glance over at your boyfriend. chan doesn’t say anything, but he does grab you under your knee and pull it up towards him so that minho has an even better view of you. minho hisses under his breath when it opens you up more for him, pussy lips parting and cute little clit peeking out to greet him. 
you all three let out a noise when minho gets his mouth on you, and you’re quick to bring the hem of your shirt to your mouth to bite down on it. 
you’ve always known lee minho was gorgeous, but the way he closes his eyes when he tastes you has you reeling. his long eyelashes flutter against his cheek before he opens his eyes again. you think it’s cute how red his ears are, and you bring a hand down to rub at one of them and he sighs into you. 
you’re honestly surprised your boyfriend has been sitting still for this long. he hasn’t moved to touch himself once, despite how hard you can see his dick is straining through his athletic shorts. he looks antsy though, and you don’t want that. 
“baby, channie, what is it?” you ask, fighting hard to make your words steady while minho continues to fuck you with his tongue.
“fuck,” chan grunts. “fuck, i want a fucking taste.” before you know it, chan’s on his knees beside minho, once again pushing your knee to your chest, and minho copies his movement with your other leg. minho shuffles over on his knees to give chan more room, and your breath stutters in your throat when their tongues touch you at the same time. 
you couldn’t look away if you tried, your eyes are locked on the way minho and chan’s tongues lave over your cunt at the same time. one of chan’s hands comes up to cup your breast, and you rest your hand over his, squeezing it. 
the noises are filthy, even more so with the acoustics of the practice room. you can’t tune anything out. not the way your pussy is soaking their faces, the hungry noises both boys are making, or the way you’re almost squealing. your noises raise in pitch once you see how their tongues are batting against each other and rubbing over your clit, and you’re cumming before you get the chance to warn them. your back arches almost painfully, hips bucking so wildly that chan and minho both have to hold you down. 
you reckon you damn near pass out because when you come to, you’re nestled against chan’s chest and minho’s head is resting on your shoulder; he’s playing with your fingers. 
“morning, sunshine!” chan jokes, and he laughs when you groan. you open your bleary eyes and take in your surroundings, relaxing further against chan and minho.
“minho?” you ask, and he hums to show you he’s listening. “why are you wearing different pants?” 
“because i came in my other ones, why else?”
changbin 
“holy fuck, that’s good,” changbin grunts, reclining himself further into the computer chair in chan’s studio. his legs scramble to give you more room where you’re settled sweetly between them. 
chan sits on the couch, relaxing into the corner while he palms himself over his shorts. 
you pull off of changbin’s cock and stroke him in your fist. you spread your legs so that you can settle closer to the ground and smile against the underside of changbin’s cock, figuring it turns him on to loom over you like that. changbin growls, and you’re still smiling when you travel lower to suck on his balls, humming in your throat. 
changbin’s head smacks against the headrest of the chair when you suck his cock into your mouth again. 
“can i- ah, please, your mouth feels so good,” changbin whines. he wants to fuck your face, you can tell by the way his hips stutter, but he stops himself because you haven’t told him he could. mhm, you hum, and changbin’s quick to lift his hips to see how much you can take. 
if you can deepthroat bang christopher chan, you figure changbin will be no problem. 
“gag on it,” changbin murmurs, hands gripping the arms of the chair. you do, pushing yourself all the way down on his cock and holding yourself there. changbin lets out a cry when you look up at him through your teary eyes, and his hand cups your cheek so that he can wipe a tear away with his thumb when it falls. you move your head slightly, ignoring the discomfort on your nose when it rubs against his trimmed pubic hair.
you finally hear chan make a noise when changbin starts to fuck your face in earnest. the wet sounds your throat is making carries throughout the small studio, your face a mess of tears, snot, and drool. you’re thankful changbin’s chair is pushed back against the desk because otherwise it would be rolling across the floor from how hard he’s fucking into your mouth. 
“fuuuck, like that. just like that. fuck, can you spit on it?” you pull off of changbin’s cock, a thick string of spit connecting your mouth to his dick when you pull away for a breath. 
“mm, yeah,” you say, moving your tongue around in your mouth. chan sits up from his spot on the couch and scoots closer to you. 
“here,” he says, leaning up and turning your head towards him. chan shoves two of his thick fingers in your mouth, fucking them in and out. you whine, gagging slightly on his fingers, body lurching as chan continues fucking your mouth with his fingers. he goes to pull them out, but you’re not done with him. you grab onto his wrist and suck harshly on his fingers, batting your eyelashes at him. 
“little fucking slut,” chan grunts, “open your mouth.” you do as he says, and he fucks your mouth again, gagging you on his fingers over and over. spit is cascading down his hand and forearm, and he tsks at you. your mouth is still open, thick saliva collecting in the back of your mouth, and chan leans forward one more time to add his own spit to the mix. he turns you back towards changbin. 
changbin has been watching the whole scene with his jaw dropped, hand working furiously on his cock, but not enough to make him cum. he wants you to do that. 
he holds his cock out for you as you settle back comfortably between his legs. your hand joins his on his cock, and you let the collected spit pour out of your mouth so that it seeps down his cock. your hands catch most of it, and you use it to pump his messy cock. changbin’s pants are soiled at this point, but that’s the last thing on his mind. your hair keeps getting caught in the mess and you’re growing frustrated with having to repeatedly tuck it behind your ears. you’re a little miffed you forgot a hair band before you left your place. of course sweet changbin notices, and he uses both of his hands to keep your hair from your face. 
you hear chan lean up from his spot on the couch again, and he collects your hair in his hands and holds it back for both of you. 
“‘s it good bin?” chan asks, looking up at his friend. 
“holy shit, you’re crazy. it’s so fucking good, so fucking good,” changbin laughs in disbelief. chan uses his hold on your hair to move your head up and down on changbin’s cock. he holds you down on it when he sees fit, moving you how he wants, toying with you and changbin both. it’s all too much, so you can’t help but start to touch yourself. 
chan catches on quickly, but changbin’s too busy looking wide-eyed at the ceiling to notice. 
“bin, look. isn’t that cute?” chan asks. your whimper is muffled by changbin’s thick cock. 
“oh my god, are you touching yourself, baby?” changbin whines, chest heaving. “that’ll make me cum. keep touching your pussy for us and i’ll cum in your mouth.” 
as you start to hump your hand, chan tightens his grip on your hair and forces your nose to changbin’s skin. when you cum you grasp onto changbin’s leg with your other hand, and the way your throat constricts pushes changbin over the edge with you. 
hyunjin 
“hyung it’s so wet, so wet, i can’t,” hyunjin cries. you giggle at that, and hyunjin huffs out a laugh too.
he hasn’t fucked you yet, but this is good. hyunjin has been grinding his long, pretty cock against your pussy for the better part of fifteen minutes. “yeah, ‘m wet for you hyune~” you croon.
hyunjin’s thighs shake where they’re pressed tight against the backs of yours. 
chan breathes a curse through the speaker of your phone. you hated that he had to leave to check on something at the company, but you figured hyunjin would be fun to play with by yourself. despite not being present in the room, you still wanted chan involved somehow, but it was hyunjin who suggested calling him up.
“how does hyunjinnie feel, baby?” chan asks, and you give yourself a couple of seconds to collect your thoughts.
“channie, he feels so good on me,” you tell him, voice lilting in a sultry way to drive your boyfriend and his friend crazy. “his cock is so fucking big.” you wail when the head of his cock catches on your clit. 
you hear chan say something along the lines of my sweetheart loves a big cock, huh? but you’re too busy crying out over the way hyunjin grabs his dick and shakes the head of it against your clit to be certain. your hips spasm, and hyunjin leans more of his weight forward to cage you against the bed. 
hyunjin plants his hands on either side of your head and ruts his hips down faster, jolting your body up the bed. 
“pussy. so. fucking. warm. so wet, smells so sweet,” hyunjin punctuates his words with fluid thrusts against you.
you cup your hand over the top of his cock so that it presses him harder against your pussy, and that makes you both moan. hyunjin leans down to kiss at your chest. he sucks kisses onto the underside of your breast and pops your nipple into his mouth, making you keen. his deft fingers softly tap at your other nipple, faintly tracing around it with the tip of his finger to feel it pebble up and harden under his touch.
“what’s got my baby making such pretty noises, huh? you have to tell me since i can’t see you. i have to know what to touch my cock to.” you cry out chan’s name, and hyunjin lets out a soft noise as well. 
“channie he’s- he’s rubbing his cock on my pussy. it’s so hard, feels so good… an’ he’s playing with my- with my nipples too, baby, ah!” you cry out as hyunjin bites down gently on your nipple. 
“hyung, channie hyung, my thighs are soaked. it’s so slippery, ‘s dripping. shit! how do you do this? it’s so good i’m gonna die…” hyunjin’s sentence trails off as he fucks his cock against your pussy faster, movements sharper as he gets closer to his release. 
“fuck, i know, hyunjin-ah. sweetest pussy ever, isn’t it?” chan says through the phone. if you listen close enough you think you can hear the slick noises of him jerking his cock. 
“hy-hyunjinnie,” you mewl, “c’n you, can you put it in, please? just the tip, please, just the tip! that’s all i need, i just wanna cum. i wanna cum on your cock.” hyunjin cries out and his arms shake.
“hyung, can i please?” he almost sounds close to tears. hyunjin bites his lip and hangs his head, silky black hair brushing against your chest. 
“you’ve got my baby begging, hyune, go ahead, it’s alright.” chan answers, voice tinny through the phone’s speaker. 
you’re whispering pleasepleasepleaseplease as hyunjin takes hold of his cock and guides it to your hole. he does as promised, fucking the tip in, and you both look at each other with mouths wide open. hyunjin re-positions himself so that his thighs aren’t pressing yours to your chest anymore, now there’s a little more room between the two of you. he takes both of your ankles in one of his big hands and pushes your legs back to your chest, the other hand occupied with holding the base of his cock. 
hyunjin slowly rolls his hips forward, grinding inside you repeatedly with the tip of his big cock. you’re so wet that you start squelching when he fucks in, and as hyunjin whimpers at the noise you throw your arm over your eyes to hide. 
“nonono, look at me, please don’t hide. you’re so beautiful, you feel perfect,” hyunjin tells you. “will you cum? can i make you cum?” 
“baby, touch yourself for us, let hyunjinnie see your pretty face when you cum on him,” chan says. he’s breathless. you follow his instructions, looking at hyunjin through your eyelashes and rubbing your clit in small little circles. it catches up to you quickly, your face scrunches up as you hit your high, pussy clenching around the head of hyunjin’s cock. 
“oh! oh, keep clenching on me. please, yes, keep cumming!” hyunjin cries, fist jerking the part of his cock that isn’t snug inside you. that’s enough to push him over the edge, he rushes to take his cock out and he cums in streaks all over your stomach. you smile sleepily at him as you pick up some with the tips of your fingers and bring it to your mouth.
“don’t fucking go anywhere,” chan growls. you had almost forgot he was on the line. “i’m coming home right now.”
jisung 
you’re putting on the best show of your life, you think, as you sit in the computer chair in chan’s studio while him and jisung lounge on the couch. chan’s already got a hand down his pants, but jisung is holding onto the spotify pillow tightly, covering his lap with it. 
you smirk at your boyfriend and trail your eyes to jisung, making sure to spread your legs wider for him to see. you settle both of your legs over the arms of the chair. you notice jisung’s eyes widen, but he still doesn’t move to touch himself, and that has you pouting. 
“come on, hannie, don’t you want to play with me?” you ask, cocking your head as your fingers begin to pinch your own nipples before the real fun begins. 
you see jisung gulp, and you’d laugh if it weren’t so cute. 
“you wanna watch me touch myself?” you ask him, pulling at a nipple and watching him watch your breast jiggle with the movement. 
“baby don’t tease, be nice.” comes chan’s response. 
“‘m always nice, see?” you say back. you roll your neck and your fingers inch to your pussy. you form a vee with your fingers and spread yourself open for them. you let them look their fill for a moment and then start to rub your clit when you deem necessary. “i’m so nice, aren’t i hannie?” 
“yeah, sooo nice, so nice, yeah,”  jisung replies with a cough, eyes fixed on your fingers that are coated with your slick. he finally removes the pillow from his lap and reaches a hand under the band of his sweatpants to touch himself. 
“take out your cocks, pleeease.” it’s more of a command if your tone has anything to do with it, but since you’re being nice you tacked on a please at the end for good measure. chan readily complies, always prepared to get his dick out for you, but jisung pulls at the drawstring of his sweats and hesitates. 
“please hannie? i’ve seen that one before,” you wave a passive hand at chan. “can i see yours?” you ignore chan’s squawk of hey! you happen to love this one, brat! to bat your eyelashes at jisung. 
jisung laughs, which is what you wanted him to do, and finally loosens the drawstring and shimmies his pants down a little bit so you can see him. 
“mmm,” you hum. “yes, good. touch it for me.” his cock is almost purple at the head. it looks like you worked him up even more than you thought. good. 
sure you were putting on a show, acting out a little bit, but it was easy to start touching yourself genuinely with two of the most beautiful men you’d ever seen in your life sitting in front of you jerking their cocks. to you, to your body. you’re soaking wet. thankfully chan had the forethought to lay his discarded jacket in the chair you’re sitting on before you started your little magic act. 
your fingers dip into your entrance, and it makes your hips jolt. ooh! you say.
“you wanna taste, jisungie?” you ask. jisung stares wordlessly at where your fingers are disappearing into yourself. you kick your foot out to get his attention. “i saaaid, you wanna taste?” he wastes no time in nodding.
you pull your fingers from yourself and sit up in the chair, the wetness sticking uncomfortably under you. you have to bite your bottom lip to stop the smile spreading across your face when jisung nearly goes cross-eyed as you bring your fingers to his lips.
you mouth the words ‘say ahh’ and jisung listens instantly. he opens his mouth for you, and you’re quick to acquaint your fingers with his tongue. he closes his lips and his eyes shut with them, gently sucking on your fingers and swirling his tongue around the digits. you thrust your fingers slowly in and out and let out a breathless moan when jisung bobs his head to meet your fingers.
chan’s still touching himself all the while. 
“oh, channie my love, i’m not being fair am i?” you ask. looking chan in the eyes, you lean back in your seat again to repeat the process. you fuck yourself on your fingers until your wetness is seeping down your knuckles and sit up once again to feed them to chan. chan meets your fingers with his tongue already out of his mouth, waiting patiently. when chan is done sucking your essence from your fingers, he presses a sweet kiss against your palm.
“get on your fucking knees, i wanna cum in that mouth,” chan commands. you’re quick to follow his orders, but not before jisung snags the jacket from your chair and places it on the ground so you can rest your knees on it. chan stands up from his spot on the couch and begins jerking his cock over your face. 
jisung’s still touching himself watching the scene of you and chan before him, but you want him closer. you tug on the fabric of his pants as encouragement for him to stand up too. he gets the hint and stands up beside chan, stripping his cock over you as well.
“fuck, i can’t, can i see your tongue?” jisung asks, voice pitching on a whine. you loll your tongue out of your mouth in answer, mouth open and waiting. “wanna cum on it, can i? can i please?” 
you raise yourself on your knees so that you can lick the head of his cock, then lick chan’s, then jisung’s again. 
“please cum in my mouth?” you mewl to the both of them. “i’ll be good and swallow it all.”
felix 
when he got to the chicken breast and protein powder dorm he assumed everyone was out. he left a pair of headphones in chan’s room the last time he was over and wanted them back. he was quickly proven incorrect when he opened the door of chan’s room to see you kneeling by the bed in just your underwear and chan sitting on the edge of it. the lights are off, but chan has his desk lamp on and the led lights on his wall are shining pink and purple. 
you rush to pull your mouth off of your boyfriend, and chan leans forward to block the view of your chest as best as he can. 
“well d’you want to...stay?” chan offers after a tense moment of silence. felix stands in the doorway of his hyung’s room, mouth slack, as he watches the scene in front of him. he shakes his head, almost as if that will help him clear it. 
“is that- i mean- are you.....sure?” felix starts, sentence breaking off toward the end. you quickly nod your head, leaning back from chan and exposing your chest. minx. he’s been growing hard in his pants since he opened the damn door, but now his cock has really taken an interest. 
“yeah mate, we kind of… talk about it? but only if you want to, yeah?” chan responds. felix nods shakily, taking a step into the room and closing the door. “yeah... okay, yes. fuck, please?” 
chan smiles and scoots back to the head of the bed, guiding your hand with him until you’re between his legs, back pressed to his chest. you’re shyly keeping your legs closed, but chan tuts at you. a soft let him see you leaving his pretty lips. next thing you know, chan’s strong hands are prying your thighs open slowly and giving felix a clear view of your soaked panties. you hide your face in his neck as his hand crawls back up your thigh to cup where you’re leaking. “come ‘ere, lix,” chan murmurs. 
felix takes a step closer to the bed, eyes glued to chan’s fingers running over the fabric of your panties. he hears a sweet sound leave your lips and chan coos. “why don’t you ask him, honey.” 
“mm, felix,” you cry as chan’s fingers find their way under the waistband. “can you- can you take my panties off, please?” 
“oh fuck,” he groans. he climbs onto the bed and situates himself between yours and chan’s spread legs. he looks between you and chan again for confirmation, chan nodding his head and your quiet pleas spur him on. 
felix reaches forward and gently guides your panties down your thighs. he whimpers softly when he finally sees you bare and his head lolls back when the smell of your arousal reaches his nose. 
“you have to tell me- i don’t know what you like. please show me.” felix tells you as he lowers himself to his stomach. chan pulls you further against him, drawing your legs back to your chest. 
at the first press of felix’s tongue against you, you keen. your back arches against your boyfriend’s chest when felix’s tongue flicks softly on your clit. 
he dips his tongue into your hole and looks up just in time to see chan pull you into a dirty kiss. he can’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be in the middle of that kiss, reasoning that he’ll hold onto that thought and figure out what it means later. 
felix laves his tongue against you, quickly seeking out your swollen clit again and wrapping his lips around it, pressing quick sucking kisses against it. 
“lix! just like that, please!” you cry at the same time chan coos out “ohh, my baby likes that.” he sucks at you harder, eyebrows furrowing as he keeps his pace in order to make you cum. he moans as he feels a hand grip his hair and press him closer to you. he’s expecting it to be yours, but he looks up to find both of your hands occupied with your own chest. 
felix pulls away slightly as chan’s other hand travels down to your pussy. he doesn’t think twice before he brings the older man’s fingers to his mouth and wraps his tongue around them. chan hums and pulls his fingers free. he brings them to your clit, rubbing in quick circles. felix takes that as his cue to wiggle his tongue back into your hole, pressing in and out and licking over what chan’s fingers aren’t covering. your hips jolt everytime chan’s fingers and felix’s tongue play with your clit at the same time. 
“oh fuck, oh fuck!” you cry as your thighs begin to tremble. “‘m gonna cum. please let me cum, please?” 
seungmin 
“do i even want to know why you have a leash here?” 
“it’s a little late for that, seungminnie, isn’t it? considering you’re wearing it? and why do you have a collar?” chan harmlessly snarks back, and seungmin laughs. 
you’d laugh too if you weren’t too busy getting pounded by seungmin’s long cock. 
you’re on your back; seungmin’s holding your legs up by the pits of your knees. you’ve got the end of the leash wrapped in your fist and every so often you tug on it to hear seungmin whimper. he does look awfully pretty in that collar.
you tug on the leash again, pulling seungmin down so that you can kiss his lips. his hips pick up speed again when you wrap the leash one more loop around your hand. 
“you’re just a puppy, huh?” you murmur against his cheek. seungmin’s rhythm falters a little bit as his eyebrows furrow at your comment. you see him take a peek at chan out of the corner of his eyes. “it’s alright seungminnie, don’t be embarrassed. he’s just a dog too.”
chan doesn’t say a word, but his leg starts bouncing up and down. 
“see look, just like a dog thumping its leg,” you whisper into seungmin’s ear. it’s quiet enough in seungmin’s room so you know chan can hear what you said. the only sound other than the slapping of your hips together is that of seungmin’s oscillating fan. 
seungmin breathes a whine into your collarbone, and you use that as an excuse to pull his hair hard enough to lift his head so that you can look him in the eyes. 
“you’re a good boy seungminnie, did you know that?” seungmin nods his head yes but quickly stops and shakes it no instead. seungmin’s stopped fucking you now, you reckon he’s overwhelmed, so you run your fingers through his hair. “well it’s true, and i don’t lie. you’re such a good little puppy for me, seungmin, and do you know what good boys get?” 
“w-what do good boys get?” seungmin asks, hips wiggling.
“good boys get to hump, isn’t that right channie? ‘cause that’s what dogs do.” 
seungmin and chan sound so sweet when they moan together, voices almost harmonizing. your new favorite melody. you spur seungmin into moving when you pat his flank, and he does exactly what you told him to. his hips buck almost wildly against yours. you turn your head to look at your boyfriend and smirk at the way he’s minutely grinding his hips up into nothing. seungmin shifts his weight onto one hand and goes to touch your clit with his nimble fingers, but you stop him before he can.
“no, no, it’s okay honey, puppies can’t do that with their paws. you let me worry about that.” and you do, using the hand not holding the leash to reach down and rub your clit while seungmin watches. 
“i like- i like that,” seungmin gasps. it’s cute the way his stomach contracts when he thrusts into you. 
“you like what, seungminnie?” 
“the way you, ah, the way you talk to me. every time i cum from- from now on i’ll think of this,” seungmin confesses as he kisses down your shoulder to your arm. 
it’s a headrush. knowing that you have seungmin in the palm of your hand so easily like this. not only seungmin, but chan too. you can tell by how wide his eyes are; he’s hanging on to every word. 
“seungminnie, that’s sweet. how about next time i let you and channie both be my doggies? you can hump one leg and my channie can hump the other, and i’ll just sit here and watch. how about that? will you touch your cock to that too?”
“yes, yes, i will, promise,” seungmin cries. his hips buck against you so hard that his cock slips out, but he can’t stop moving in order to press back inside of you. seungmin’s just as happy fucking his cock against the mound of your cunt, grunting every time the slit of his cock rubs against your soft skin. 
“what about you, channie? will you touch yourself too?” you ask, turning to look at your boyfriend. he’s red in the face, sweating, curly hair sticking to his forehead. 
“you know i will, you know i will, baby.” 
seungmin cums with a sweet whine from low in his throat.
“good. now come clean up this mess seungminnie made.”
jeongin 
“ooh!” you exclaim. you clutch at jeongin’s biceps from where he’s holding himself up above you. “‘s big, innie.”
jeongin lets out a shuddery breath and blinks a bead of sweat from his eyelashes. it falls on your forehead.
“is that- is that okay?” he asks nervously. you can feel him stiffen above you, so you start to massage your hands up and down his arms. before you can answer him yourself, chan answers for you.
“it’s good, ayen-ah, don’t worry. my baby likes big.”
“oh, hyung that’s- please shut up.” you giggle at jeongin’s response and he smiles down at you, albeit a little shaky. 
“you can do whatever you want to me, innie. it’s your first time, just enjoy it.” he nods at your words, finally beginning to move his hips against you. 
“ahh, shit, you’re so-” jeongin doesn’t finish that sentence. “is it good for you? does it feel like this for you too?” you’re really wet, so he knows he’s doing alright on that front, but he wants to know how to make it even better. he brings a hand down to your pussy to feel. 
“there, rub there,” chan guides from his seat close to the bed. “you like it wet? that’ll make it wetter.” you throw your head back as jeongin complies with chan’s suggestion, two of his fingers rubbing circles on your clit. 
“that’s good, innie, feels so good,” you cry. 
jeongin presses a kiss to your sweaty neck in thanks. he stays there, mouthing repeatedly at your skin. his lips are a little timid but a lot sweet, and you encourage him by running your fingers through his hair. 
“can you, ah, will it be okay if i turn you over?” jeongin asks. 
you nod to him and press a kiss to his lips, patting his side as a signal for him to get off so you can change positions. you both hiss when his cock slides out of you. 
you make a show out of turning over for both jeongin and your boyfriend. jeongin’s hand squeezes the swell of your ass, and you hear him gasp when he takes notice of the slight gape from where he was inside you a few seconds prior. 
“oh that’s- oh wow,” jeongin breathes. “hyung, come see.” 
you preen when chan leaves his spot to stand beside the bed. his gaze joins jeongin’s on your center, and you wiggle your hips in impatience. chan cracks a hand down swiftly on your ass cheek and you whine. he knows what’s on the tip of your tongue, so he hooks two fingers into your opening and fucks you with them slowly. “just wanna be filled, huh?” 
“yeah, yeah. i want jeonginnie’s cock again,” comes your answer. chan laughs and smacks your ass once more before retreating back to his prior spot. jeongin heaves a deep breath and shakes his head, muttering an okay, okay under his breath. he presses you further into the bed so you’re almost lying entirely flat on your front until he quickly grabs a pillow from the head of his bed and stuffs it under your hips. 
“good, ayen-ah, where’d you learn that?” chan teases, nodding his head. jeongin rolls his eyes at that. you can’t see him, but you know him well enough to know that’s what he does. he doesn’t answer as he focuses on sheathing his cock inside you again and making sure his arms don’t give out from under him. 
jeongin cages you against the bed, his torso to your back and thighs on either side of yours. 
“ah it’s- it’s warm, where he hit you.” you can still feel the phantom sting of chan’s palm against your ass, and you notice it more when jeongin places his hand gently on top of where chan’s handprint is no doubt seared into your skin. that must get to jeongin because he thrusts into you harder than he has before. 
“s-sorry! sorry, i’m sorry, i can’t,” jeongin babbles, and you coo at him. your hand searches for his elegant fingers. when you find them you bring his hand back up beside your head, holding it and kissing his knuckles. 
“it’s okay, honey, i like that. d’you wanna cum in me? fuck me until you cum, innie, would you like that?” you ask him, trying your best to fuck back on him with his weight holding you down. he’ll cum in the condom he’s wearing, but the barrier doesn’t matter right now. 
“please, i- won’t last, i can’t. you’re- too pretty, so pretty, i can’t,” jeongin’s fucking you faster now. he’s so desperate to cum that it makes your pussy clench, and he shouts. your own fingers find your clit in the hopes that you can cum with him, a perfect end to his one-of-a-kind first time. 
“look at that, keep going iyennie, gonna make my baby cum too,” chan hums. jeongin’s balls deep in you, and you’re facing your boyfriend, falling apart for him and one of his closest friends. chan has his cock out, and you’re surely drooling now. you’ll have to remind jeongin to wash his sheets afterwards. 
your hand is trapped under you from yours and jeongin’s combined weight, but that doesn’t stop you from frantically rubbing your clit. that’s enough for jeongin; he chokes on a moan and he stops breathing as he cums inside you. inside the condom, but inside you nonetheless.
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wegc · 3 months
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𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⊹ . . . FAKE TEXTS ! PRINCESS TREATMENT WITH STRAY KIDS !
PAIRING: OT8 X READER
WARNINGS: swearing, semi-nsfw for jisung and jeongin, mostly fluff
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He loves to be loved
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luvyeni · 2 months
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𐙚 : SELLING MY BOYFRIEND W/ STRAYKIDS (smau) ֶָ֢ !
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request: can you make the selling my bf thing but for skz? pls n thxx
authors note. no problem luv , i hope you like it <3!!!
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hii! i saw that your requests are open so i thought i would send one :)
i can't stop thinking about sub changbin being so needy for reader to please him that he pleasures himself without readers permission and reader finding out and what they would do
hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable in anyway! have a lovely day <333
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Pairing: sub!Changbin x fem!reader Word count: 747 Genre: Smut 🔥❤️ Warning: MOMMY >.>, slight voyeurism, soft!dom reader >.> (Binnie was being human), not proofread, use of y/n, err lil cringe from my pov >.> i think thats all..
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He always listened, always sat obediently, never did anything without your permission. But it's been a week and a half, it wasn't fair to him, you were busy, he understood. But the growing ache in his pants when you came out of your office, oversized t-shirt barely covering your panties as you entered the kitchen for a snack before retreating into your domain, it made him feral. But you were busy. Who was he to disturb you?
Changbin found himself in your shared bedroom, moaning into the pillow as he gripped his cock. Couldn't you see he needed you, couldn't you see he was so desperate and tired. He stroked himself slowly, imagining you sitting at the foot of the bed, "No, no. Who said you could go faster?" He groaned softly and bit his lip.
The door started opening, Changbin went pale. Shit.
"Binnie-" you froze in the doorway, looking at the buff man.
He opened his mouth to explain himself, say something in his defense, say anything to make the situation less... less what exactly? But no words came out of his mouth.
You closed the door slowly behind you. "Seo Changbin..."
His heart leapt into his throat. "Yes, y/n..?"
"What are you doing?" you asked, slowly walking to the bed.
He looked up at you, "I was..." His voice trailed off as you sat at the foot of the bed.
"You were?" you crossed your legs.
"I missed you, but you were so busy and-"
"What were you doing? Show me." You tilted your head.
Changbin's face went red in embarrassment, the tips of his ears going pink, he couldn't tell if you were mad or not, your face expressionless. He slowly started stroking himself again, his brows knit in concentration. He groaned and his big chest heaved.
Your eyes narrowed. "What were you thinking about?"
"You." He whined.
"Why?" You crawled up the bed and smiled at him gently.
"Missed you." he moaned, rubbing the head of his cock.
"Be a good boy?" you kissed his chest gently.
He nodded and exhaled shakily.
"I'm sorry I left you like this, Binnie." You grabbed his cock and stroked it slowly, rubbing the head with your thumb.
He groaned. "It's my fault. Didn't say anything..."
"Let me make it up to you hm?" You kissed his neck and giggled as his whole body stiffened. "Mommy's sorry, mk baby?"
"Mk... 'm so sorry." He moaned as you stroked his cock faster.
"Don't apologize." you kissed him as you squeezed his dick.
"Wanna feel it." he begged.
"Oh?" You raised a brow. "Where are your manners?"
"Please, Mommy, I wanna feel it." He whined.
"Feel what exactly?" You breathed against his neck.
"Want you to ride it." He looked like he was about to cry.
"Changbin." You kissed his neck gently and pulled away to remove your underwear. "Don't cum until I say so. Prove you can still listen to instructions."
He nodded eagerly. "I can listen.
"Good boy." you got over him and stroked his thick tip against your pussy before sinking down on him and releasing a breathy moan as you took him to the hilt.
He groaned. "Move, please."
"So needy." You lifted off and sank down on him slowly, adjusting to his thick girth.
He moaned and covered his mouth.
"Who said you could do that?" You stopped moving and he moaned desperately.
"'M sorry! Please." He gripped the sheets.
"Good." You started bouncing and rocking your him on him. The sound of slapping skin and his groans filling the room. You moaned softly above him. "Binnie..."
His hands came to steady your hips. "Agh! Faster."
You moved faster and leaned down to kiss him. "Move, Binnie."
He squeezed your hips and fucked up into you. "Feels so good." He whined.
"I'm gonna cum..." You gasped, grinding down on him, trying to stimulate your clit.
"Can I cum? Pretty please?" He begged and gasped.
"Cum with me Changbin!" You moaned, head falling back.
He thrust up into you a few more times, rubbing your clit and whimpering as your walls pulsed around his cock.
"Binnie!" You moaned as you came hard.
He groaned deeply as he released his seed into you.
You stayed on top of him for a moment before looking down at him.
"I expect you to listen next time." You rolled off him.
"Will you ride me like that again if I don't?" He smiled gently.
You rolled your eyes.
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Strike 3. (s.cb)
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plot; You never had a good relationship with your parents. So when they invited you to a family dinner, you were unsure of whether to go or not. Changbin said you should at least try. So you did. You went. But you end up wishing you hadn't.
pairing; Seo Changbin x fem!reader
genre; angst, comfort
word count; 2.7k
warnings; mentally abusive parents, weight insecurity, knifes cause cooking is mentioned, one small blood mention, alcohol mention, trauma reminders, cursing, established relationship, description of panic attack, crying, pet names
request; no
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As you stared at your phone, your thumbs hovered over the keyboard. Your mother had texted the night prior, her text reading, “We’re having a family dinner at home tomorrow. We would like you to come.”. Which would have been great and all, if you had a good relationship with them. 
Ever since you were young, your parents were hard on you. Always belittling you for such small things. Praising your older brother, since he seemed to be getting further than you were. You were always jealous of the way he was treated. He always got the praise and love you never got. 
When you brought it up to Changbin, he said you should go. He knew of the way they used to treat you. But he assumed maybe this dinner was gonna be different. That this was their redemption. So with some convincing, you finally agreed. So here you sat, texting your mother a simple, “I’ll be there.”
You didn’t wear anything special. Looking at yourself in the long way mirror you and Changbin had in your room. You wore one of his white hoodies, black cargo pants and your converse. You weren’t gonna try and impress them. You didn’t wanna seem like a try hard. 
You sighed as you grabbed your phone and lanyard which held your keys. You walked over to Changbin who was cleaning up the kitchen. “I’m heading out.” You said as you leaned up to kiss his cheek. “Alright, tell me when you're on your way home, yeah?” He turned to you. You nodded and gave a soft kiss to his lips. 
As you walked out, you heard him call out. “I love you!” You giggled a bit. “Love you most!” With that, you headed out. As you walked to your car, you were really contemplating if you wanted to go or not. But you guessed you had already made your choice when you texted your mother back. You sighed as you got in, starting the car. 
You drove in silence, needing time to mentally prepare for what was to come. You parked on the side of the road in front of the house. You turned off the car, stuffing your phone and keys in your pocket, the my melody lanyard hanging out. You walked up to the door, slowly holding your fist up to knock. 
It was only a few seconds before your brother opened the door. He stared for a second. “You look fancy.” He said sarcastically. “Yeah, thanks.” You rolled your eyes as you walked into the house. You gave a small smile to your mother who came to greet you. 
You bowed your head and hugged her. “Hi momma.” You said quietly. “Hi, Jagi.” She said back, leaning back to cup your cheeks. She pinched at them. “You’ve gotten some extra chub to your cheeks.” She said, huffing disappointedly. You frowned. “Oh- I..” You just cleared your throat, knowing better than to talk back. 
Your father was next to walk to greet you. Except there was a noticeable grimance on his face. “You look lazy.” He motioned to your outfit. “Yeah. It's to hide all that weight she gained.” Your brother leaned against the wall. 
Strike one. Did you really look that bad? “Sorry.” You bowed your head down, holding it as a deep apology. “Anyways! Come help me with dinner, dear!” Your mother patted your head. Your father and brother headed out to the living room. 
As your mum explained to you what you were gonna be doing, you nodded. You were gonna be cutting the vegetables for the salad. She handed you a knife and you began to cut the vegetables.
You seemed to be zoned out, because as you were cutting, you cut your finger pretty good. “Aishh! Shibal-!” You cried out, dropping the knife onto the cutting board. You whimpered as you held your bleeding hand over the sink. 
Your father whipped around, glaring at you from the other side of the bar counter. “Don’t you curse in my house!” He yelled, gripping the glass of whiskey in his hand. You opened your mouth to speak when you were slapped upside the head making you wince.
“You know better! That is unlady like! It's disgusting!” Your mother spat at you. You looked at your brother as he chuckled, leaning back in his chair, sipping at his glass of whiskey. “You need to grow up, dude. It's a small cut.” He scoffed. You clenched your jaw. 
Strike two. You stormed out of the kitchen, rushing to the bathroom. You cupped your hand below your finger, attempting not to drip any blood anywhere. Once you got to the bathroom, you closed the door with your foot. You held your hand in the sink and let cold water run over it. 
You felt your eyes get fuzzy as you let the water run. Nothing changed.. It was the same thing when you were younger. Walking in crying, having scraped your knee on the pavement. You were told to grow up. You weren’t dying. You weren’t broken. Get over it. 
Never did you get a kiss better. A mother to hush your cries as she bandages your knee with a bandage and neosporin. You took a deep breath. You shook your head, blinking back your tears. You grabbed the first aid kit from under the sink and began taking care of your finger. 
You picked up your mess, putting the kit away and looking at yourself in the mirror. You wiped your eyes and huffed. You walked out of the bathroom to see the table set and ready, your parents and brother sitting down. 
“Took you long enough.” Your father scolded. “Sorry, dad.” You apologized as you sat down. It was normal to let the men at the table grab their food first. Then your mother, then you. You started to put food on your plate. “Should you be eating that much?” Your brother spoke, mouthfill of food. 
You sighed, placing the main course back in its bowl, just sitting with salad on your plate. You weren’t really hungry now.. So you picked at the food on your plate. There was only so much patience left before you hit strike three.. You were like a ticking bomb. 
You stared at your plate, waiting for someone to start a conversation. As if on cue, your mother spoke. “Are you still working as a kindergarten teacher, (y/n)?” She asked. You pursed your lips before nodding. “Yeah. I like it there. The kids are the sweetest.” You forced a small smile. 
“Aishh.. So disappointing.” Your father tutted. You looked at him. “You know, your brother is climbing the family company chain. He's about to be vice president next month.” He praised the male. tick tick tick…
You nodded a little. “Good job.” You nodded to your brother. “Thanks,” He shook his head a bit. You grabbed your glass of water, taking a sip from it. “Are you still dating that Changbin guy?” Your mother asked, covering her mouth as she chewed her food. 
This might be better. They were asking about your lovely boyfriend! You smiled a bit and nodded. “Yeah! We’re about to hit our four year anniversary.” You said proudly. You faltered though when your brother cackled. 
“Wait, you mean that idiot in the band? The one who got mad at the last dinner we had?” He pointed. You glanced down. “He wasn’t mad. He just wasn’t comfortable with how you were treating me,” You said matter of factly. “Don’t you dare talk back to your brother like that!” Your father raised his voice. tick tick tick…
You balled your fists, your leg beginning to bounce under the table. “You’re so dramatic, jagi. We treat you just fine.” Your mother said. You scoffed. “Yeah, do you?” You said, your fuse getting smaller by the second. “Yes, we do.” She shot a glare at you. tick tick tick…
You stared her dead in the eye. “You guys belittle me like i'm a bug!” You laughed in disbelief. “Not true, (y/n). Like your mother said, you're just being dramatic.” Your father piped in. “It's your stupid boyfriend. He's putting lies into your head to make us look bad.” Your brother spat. tick tick tick…
You stared at all them in utter disbelief. “You're joking! You did nothing but belittle me all night. The second I got here, you degraded me!” You raised your voice. “And you praise him like he's so much better than me!” You pointed at your brother. tick tick tick..
“Because he is better than you!!” Your father yelled. BOOM. 
You shot up from your chair. Your stormed out of the house, slamming the door. The tears in your eyes stung. Your chest was tight. You got in your car and started it, immediately driving home. 
As you walked in the door, Changbin could already read your body language. The way you angrily untied your shoes, throwing them on the floor once they were off your feet. The way you tossed your keys on the counter instead of hanging them up. He looked at you as you just walked to your room with not even a hello. 
You shut the door of your shared bedroom. You didn’t even make it to the bed before your legs gave out, sending you straight to the floor. All of what you held back in the car was coming out now. Your chest was tight and you couldn’t catch your breath.
Your lips became tingly and dry as you clutched your chest. A choked cry escaped your lips as you closed your eyes tightly. Your head was so heavy. You felt as if you were gonna vomit. You gripped onto the hoodie, coughing as you choked on sobs. 
You were unable to hear anything, due to the ringing in your ears that gave you a pounding headache. Changbin was in front of you, trying to get you out of it. “Baby! Hey! Breathe! Please breathe for me!” He tried. 
His voice echoed in your head. You slowly opened your eyes. “I’m right here, Jagiya.” He said, holding your hands tightly. “Bin!” You sobbed. “Gh- hurts!” You still couldn’t seem to catch your breath. Still choking and coughing as the sobs escaped your throat. 
Changbin nodded, rubbing gently over your knuckles with his thumbs. “I know, I know..” He mumbled. “Can you breathe with me? Like we practiced.” He said. You nodded quickly. “In.. One, two.. Out. One, two, three..” He said. You did as he said, following his breathing. 
“Good.. You’re doing so good, baby.” He said. After a few more, you were semi calm. You hiccupped. “Do you wanna talk about it?” He asked. “Can.. Can I shower first?” You asked. He nodded. “I’ll sit in there, if you’d like.” He offered. You nodded. 
He helped you up and you walked to the bathroom. You pulled off your jeans and socks. Changbin sat down on the toilet after setting the lid down. You slowly took off the hoodie, nothing but a bra under it. So there you stood, in your bra and underwear staring in the mirror. 
Changbin squinted at you for a moment, watching how you stared at your stomach. He stood up and walked behind you, hugging your waist. “Binnie.. Do-Do you think im-” He was quick to cut you off. “No. No. No.” He said. He kissed your shoulders, kneeling down and turning you around. 
He littered your stomach with kisses. “You’re so gorgeous, Jagiya.” He hushed against your skin. “Your stomach is so beautiful. All of you is beautiful.” He nibbled at your tummy a bit. You giggled softly, running your hands through his curly hair. “That tickles-” You hummed. 
He looked up at you. “Mmm.. I wanna hear you say it,” He said. You frowned. “Say what?” You mumbled. “That youre beautiful.” He stood up and went back behind you, hugging your waist again. You blinked. You stared at yourself in the mirror, shaking your head. 
“I can’t..” Your voice cracked. “Yes, you can, baby.” Changbin kissed your shoulder gently. “I-I..” You looked at Changbin in the mirror. He was giving gentle eyes to you. “I’m..” You started. He nodded gently. “I’m beautiful.” You finally said. Changbin gave a gentle smile. “So beautiful,” He said. 
“Now get in the shower, yeah? I’ll go put your towel and pjs in the dryer so they're warm for you.” He said. He kissed your cheek and left the bathroom. You couldn’t describe how grateful you were for him.. You stripped out of your garments and got into the shower. 
You spent a little while in the shower. Scrubbing a little harder than normal to get the disgusting words from your parents off your body. Changbin sat outside the shower, humming to a song he had stuck in his head as he scrolled through his phone. 
Once you were done you turned off the water. “Bin, can you go get my clothes?” You asked softly, poking your head out from behind the curtain. He nodded and smiled at you before heading to get them out of the dryer. 
You stood in the shower as you waited, thanking him when he returned. He left the bathroom so you could dry off and change. After you did so, you brushed your hair and teeth. You looked at the door, closing it a bit. 
Even having heard Changbins words from before, you couldn’t forget the ones from your family. You leaned closer to the mirror and pinched your cheeks. You turned, tracing your jawline. You sniffled and gripped the sink. You groaned, leaving the bathroom quickly. 
Changbin had made the bed nice and comfy for you to come back to. You smiled softly and sat down next to him, leaning into his chest. “You smell so nice,” He giggled as he ran his hands through your damp hair. You laughed softly, rolling your eyes playfully. 
You took a deep breath. You promised you’d tell him after you shower.. So that's what you did. You began to tell him all of what happened. From how they bashed you the moment you walked in, to the moment you left. 
When you had mentioned your finger, he gasped loudly. “Oh, Jagiya!” He frowned, taking your hand gently. He had seen the bandage before but he was too focused on calming you down. He brought your finger to his lips and placed a gentle kiss to it. 
He had listened to all of what you had to say. Humming here and there to let you know he was listening. He would wipe your stray tears with his thumbs when they fell down your cheeks. Deep down he was pissed. Rightfully so. He hated how your parents treated you. 
He had witnessed it first hand when they invited the both of you to dinner at a fancy restaurant. It was disgusting how they shit talked her like it was nothing. Then to turn around and praise their other child just as easily. He hated it. 
He rubbed your back comfortingly. “I’m so sorry sweet Jagi.” He sighed softly. You shrugged. “It’s whatever.” You sighed. “I knew better when I decided to go.” You mumbled. “Still. You don’t deserve that,” He said. “Get some rest, yeah? I’ll treat you to a better dinner tomorrow?” He smiled. 
You smiled softly, looking up at him. “Thank you. Bin. I appreciate you more than you know.”
You whispered. “Aishh.. No need to thank me.” He gave that nervous smile. You giggled and kissed him softly, which he happily returned. 
You pulled away after a moment and hummed. You both crawled under the blanket and tangled your legs together. He reached behind him and turned off the lamp before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. 
“I love you, Jagiya.” He whispered. “I love you more, Bin.” You hummed and closed your eyes, drifting off into a comfortable sleep. He would stay awake though.. Just for a few minutes. Taking you in. Admiring you from the dim streetlamp that shined through the window. He didn’t understand how anyone could be so rude and unkind to someone like you. So pretty and sweet.. He sighed softly and closed his eyes, kissing your head and falling asleep soon after.
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im so proud of this tbh :0 i literally thought of this as i was falling asleep and i wa so excited to write it, i love angst. i hope you guys enjoyedd! stay safe, loves! muwahhh!!
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skz - forgetting to kiss them
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pairing: non-idol!skz x gn!reader
prompt: u forget to kiss them hello when u come home
genre: fluff!! just silly fluff
warnings: food mentions :3 + intentional lowercase & no proofreading.
daisy's notes: couldnt b me. id never stop greeting them w kisses. no one look at how long jisung's is i was particularly delulu when i wrote it
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bang chan
chris noticed... almost immediately that was off about you. the embarrassing part was that it was partially due to the fact you didn't greet him with your usual "hi, i'm home" kiss.
it wasn't that chris looked forward to that kiss (he did, but that wasn't the point). he liked to think he was just... attuned to you. that he could feel the general vibe you had whenever you entered a room. he wasn't missing your "i'm home" kiss--he was merely noticing that you weren't feeling great. that something was weighing on your mind. so he called out as he heard you go back to the kitchen to get something to drink, asking about your day.
immediately, he heard you let out a long sigh. "work was awful and then i missed my bus so i had to take a cab."
chris nodded. "ah. gotcha."
you made your way over, sitting down next to him. "... did i do something?" you looked over toward the door, trying to retrace your steps. you hadn't slammed the door, and you hadn't been too late coming home...
"nah!" he looked over, "i mean, you kinda didn't give me a kiss when you came home. figured something was wrong."
you stared at him for a moment. did you really always give him a kiss when you came home? you liked to, because it was your own little way of saying "hi, i missed you," to him with just a quick peck. after a moment, you leaned in, pressing a quick peck against the corner of his lips before planting another on his lips proper.
"there," you giggled. "is that better?"
judging by the way chris giggled back, pulling you in for a third... maybe not. (but it wasn't as if you were going to complain.)
lee minho
usually, minho didn't mind whether you kissed him or not. he'd always enjoy your kisses, and found it endearing that you pressed a quick kiss against his lips whenever you came home, but he never asked nor would he ever force you to do it. sometimes he'd kiss you as a greeting, though, just because he liked to see your smile.
other times, when he was feeling a little more devious... he'd call out to you, just like he did tonight. "you forgot something!"
you came back into the room, shirt half-unbuttoned as you'd been in the middle of changing. you furrowed your brow, pouting a little as you tried to figure out what was wrong.
he just smiled at you. "you did."
a moment later, it hit you. you snorted, and made your way over, pulling him in for a kiss that lasted a few seconds longer than the usual one you usually gave him. your hands fell to his shoulders, and you drew back. "there. is that better?"
"i missed you," he giggled. "is that so wrong?"
you rolled your eyes, and gave him another peck on the tip of his nose. "love you, too, you dork," you said, pulling away from him to go change.
(and the sound of your laugh as you continued away despite the way he lunged to grab at you, just barely missing your ass... all minho could do was smile to himself.)
seo changbin
changbin was a reasonable guy. he waited a reasonable amount of time (ten minutes: you said you weren't going to shower or anything yet) before approaching you in the kitchen. "are you mad?"
you looked up from where you were working on dinner. he was so genuine about the question, and it threw you for a loop. had you done something to imply that you were...? all you did was get started on dinner because it was your night to cook. "what?"
"we always talk about these things," he said with a sigh. he crossed his arms, leaning against the counter, eyes bearing into your own, "did i do something? you can tell me if i did. it's okay."
"binnie, honey, i have no idea what you're talking about."
"really?" he frowned, and gave you this look of disbelief. "you always give me a kiss when you come home, and today, you didn't. do i need to run to the store? did i forget something--"
oh! you almost laughed at how adorable he could be sometimes. "nope," you said, reaching forward to pull him in. "just got distracted when i got home." ever so casually, you kissed him, and planted an extra on the corner of his mouth. "good to know you'd miss my kisses, though."
changbin just pulled you in again with a giggle, content to steal a few more from you before he let you go... for now.
hwang hyunjin
hyunjin didn't notice at first. he'd been curled up on the couch with a book when you came home, carrying a few bags of groceries that you insisted on handling yourself since they were for tonight's dinner. it was your night to cook after all, and--after asking to make sure you didn't want help--he settled back into his spot.
and then it hit him eventually: you... didn't kiss him when you came home. why didn't you kiss him? you always went out of your way to do it, after all. he leaned up, looking over to where he could see you deeply concentrating on the recipe you were reading. then again, you had set down the groceries and lounged around for a little bit first--the two of you had even talked during that. maybe you were mad at him? he knew he'd been petty about things before and denied you kisses as a result. maybe he was the one who was supposed buy groceries...? but you didn't give him a list or text him anything...
"honey?" he called out.
immediately, it caught you attention. 'honey' wasn't really his usual term of endearment for some reason: you were always his love, his baby. "what's wrong?"
his face grew warmer--was it really that concerning? "nothing--" he started, but realized that you only grew more concerned. "you didn't kiss me when you came home."
"oh."
he decided to keep going, "did i do something--"
"if you want it," you cut him off, "then come get it."
he just stared at you. "... what?"
"i was thinking about dinner," you said, turning back to what you were cooking. "but if you want that kiss, you'll have to come get it."
hyunjin found himself smiling, pushing aside his blanket and the book to get up and make his way over to you. he kissed you, smiling into it as well, as his hands fell to rest on your waist.
all better.
han jisung
jisung was not afraid to admit that he was deeply in love with you. and sometimes... that meant he'd overthink the little things. his heart was so full of devotion to you that sometimes he'd get too deep in his own head, trying not to do anything to wrong you. of course, he knew you, and he knew that you'd always accommodate him by telling him things outright. if he hurt you, you pointed it out and asked for space so that the two of you talk things out properly when both of you were ready for it. but today you were sitting at the other end of the couch, a pillow hugged against your chest as the two of you watched TV. or, well, you watched TV. jisung was watching you.
"hey." his foot bumped against your leg. "did something happen today?"
you tore your gaze away from the screen, brows drawing together. "no?" yet you continued to watch him for a moment, eyes scanning his face for anything that would give him away. "are you okay?"
he nodded. even that confused 'no?' was enough to soothe his thoughts. you would be honest with him, after all: that was what the two of you did. he settled into the couch. "i'm fine," he said, hoping it sounded casual enough.
yet you tilted your head, as if trying to get a better look at him. "baby?" you set the pillow onto the floor, moving a little closer. "did i forget something?"
he grew flustered immediately. "it's okay--it's not a big deal--"
"ohh," you lit up, smiling as you already knew. he liked the twinkle in your eyes whenever you knew something. "i know what it was." you crawled over to him, teasing him a little, "my jisungie didn't get his kiss today--"
he found himself unable to fight back a smile. "it's not a big deal, honey--"
"nope!" you giggled, and practically launched yourself at him. he'd end up pinned against the couch, "gotta make up for it with extra kisses for worrying my jisungie."
god, he loved you. you peppered kisses all over his face despite his laughter, slightly pushing back against where your hands were at his wrists to try and re-ground himself better against the couch, yet you didn't let go. sure, maybe you were hamming it up and acting extra cute for him... but he knew what this was. it was a message, loud and clear, that you cared about him wholeheartedly. you knew he could get anxious sometimes, especially when it came to potentially accidentally upsetting you. 'i want to make you happy' was what you told him once. he hoped you could feel the way he smiled into the soft kiss you pressed against his lips. when you drew back, you just stayed there, hovering over him and admiring how the glow of happiness looked on him.
"i'm home," you said.
jisung just brushed a stray strand of hair away. yeah... you are his home.
lee felix
as much as felix wanted to whine at you playfully for forgetting to kiss him when you came home (a staple of your relationship, he'd joke)... he couldn't help but worry. he continued to work at dinner, mentally going over your interactions today. he knew you well enough to know that he hadn't done anything to upset you unless you were having an off day where everything annoyed you (no shame in it, he thought; he had those days, too). it wasn't until after he finished making dinner that he called out to you.
"did something happen today?"
you looked up, brows drawn together, but he could see the fatigue on your face from stressing about something. "no?"
he set aside what he was doing, making his way over to where you were sitting, laptop open in front of you. you changed tabs immediately away from whatever you were doing for work right as felix began to knead at your shoulders.
"this is cheating," you whined, head dipping back so you could see his face.
"and i'd do it again," he said, dipping down to plant a quick peck against your forehead. "you can talk if you need to. i don't mind listening."
with a sigh, you shut your eyes while felix continued to massage your shoulders. sure enough, there was someone you had to deal with at work that had annoyed you enough that you were still running through the conversations hours later. he just stood there, listening and nodding along as he continued to work his magic on your tense muscles.
when you finished, he leaned down to press another quick kiss against your lips. "feeling better?"
"a lot, actually," you sat straighter in your chair, reaching forward to close your laptop. "thank you, lixie."
kim seungmin
seungmin had sat on the couch for too damn long, pretending that everything was fine. yes, you didn't kiss him when you came home, but that didn't mean anything. clearly, it didn't mean anything. except maybe you were mad at him, and you were withholding a stupid kiss because of it instead of talking it out like adults. that was what the two of you agreed on: no going to bed mad. to say that you were mad and needed space. not... whatever this is.
"seungmin?" you had sat down at the other end of the couch. "what's eating you?"
his eyes were a little too sharp when he looked at you, frustration all too evident on his face when he was supposed to be hiding it. "that's what i should be asking you."
and then... genuine, unfiltered confusion. your brows drew together as you watched him, smile falling. oh.
fuck. you weren't mad at him.
"never mind," he says quickly, "it's stupid--"
you moved over so that you could reach out and take one of his hands in your own, "seungminnie, it's not stupid if it's bothering you!"
ah. using cuteness to get what you wanted. unfair. "you didn't kiss me when you came home like you always do, so i thought you were mad. so then i got made because we agreed to always talk things out."
immediately, you giggled. "aw, seungmin... you really like my kisses that much?"
when you leaned forward to kiss him, he immediately shrank away, trying to block your mouth from his own. "no! not now! it's not the same now!"
yet your laugh was enough to make him drop the act. your lips pressed against his, and he smiled into the kiss, happy to have your arms around him... even if you'd never let him live this down.
yang jeongin
jeongin considered himself one of the more mature people in his friend group. sure, he could be silly and goof off sometimes, but he'd heard his other friends with partners complain about the tiniest things that turned out to be nothing. so with you, he felt a little comfortable in assuming that your "i'm home" kiss just slipped your mind. you'd texted him your bus was running late, so he'd decided to make you a cup of tea for when you came in. and when you threw yourself onto the couch, saying nothing to him for a while...
well, jeongin had a pretty strong feeling that you needed someone to listen to you instead. he'd sat down next to you, passing you the mug as he leaned in to press a quick peck against your lips. his own little "welcome home" kiss that he'd try to greet you with sometimes, if given the chance.
"do you want to talk about it?"
he watched as you took a long sip of tea, letting out a sigh once you'd set the mug down. "work sucked."
jeongin nodded. "and your bus was late..."
another heavy sigh. you turned your face to look at him, reaching for his hand. he gave it to you without any teasing, and watched as you pressed a kiss against his knuckles.
"are you sure it's fine for me to unload all of this on you?"
"that's what i'm here for," he hummed, sliding in a little closer so that he could draw you closer. "you listen to me, right?"
the hint of a smile ghosted over your lips, and jeongin watched as you settled in, head resting on his shoulder. "right..."
he just pressed another kiss into your hair as you launched into telling him about your day. no need for you to worry about giving him any 'i'm home' kisses: jeongin would supply you with as many 'welcome home' kisses as you needed to make you smile again.
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[230305] stray kids japan twitter update with changbin & jeongin
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ddyskz · 5 months
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This has been in my mind all day but the thought of skz ninth member saying she could identify others with her eyes closed leaving the boys curious if she could guess who's fucking her with a blindfold, if she gets it correct she can cum
this was such an incredible ask!!!!!!!! literally one of my favourites ever. and i just cant explain how fun this was to write so thank youuu!!!!!😍
Warnings: 18+mdni!! ot8 unprotected sex, saliva, sensory play(blindfold), hair pulling, spanking, nicknames, cumshots, banter, mention of voyeurism, multiple positions, size kink(not body size;only cock size), mention of breeding, sensory play (blindfold)
wc: 3.7k
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"Go on then," Seungmin says, gesturing to the empty couch situated perfectly in the middle of the room.
"This is going to be too easy. Being around you guys all the time, I know all your tells," you say, plopping down on the dorm's shared couch.
Here are the rules:
No members talking
No members moaning
No kissing
Once you guess it right, they pull out
Rewards if you win:
All members get to finish on you
You get to cum with their help
You're in the 3racha dorm surrounded by your 8 other members whose eyes are glistening from curiosity at what's about to unfold. You'd made a bet, of course you'd made a bet, that you would be able to identify which member was fucking you, no exceptions. They, of course, denied that was possible. So, here you are lying half naked, waiting to prove them all wrong.
Chan steps to you, kneeling down beside the couch, fingertips hanging off the side. His eyes are searching yours for any glimmer of hesitancy - any second thoughts. There of course was none. The slow burn of his stare makes a shiver run over you and you can see the wheels turning in his mind, you just wish you could pin down those exact thoughts.
"Felix? Blindfold." Chan raises his hand behind him, anticipating the cloth but not taking his heated eyes off of you.
You smile inwardly, knowing you're sure that you've gotten yourself into the best situation you could have. They're all hot, gorgeous even, men in their 20's ready to fuck you dumb over a bet. Their sex drives high, they're ready to dump load after load and that thought does not leave your cunt dry to say the least.
You've heard and seen all these men make themselves cum over and over again. The walls aren't that thick. But whether they know that is another story.
Now you're going to be getting a taste of what it's like to be on the other side of those walls. You can't help the elation that slides up your throat. These are your other 8 members. You've seen each other at your lowest and your highest, and now you wonder how this bet may play out in the group dynamics.
Who knows, it might just be the best thing you all could have done together...
Felix gives the black fabric to a patiently waiting Chan.
Changbin's giggle echoes through the room as you wink at him. He's just too cute.
"Bin, I'm cumming for you first." You smirk as you succumb to the darkness that is the blindfold taking away your vision. Blocking your most vital sense.
Changbin huffs out a clearly sexually frustrated sigh as he runs his hand through his hair. You hadn't even begun to think how even just the idea of this happening might have the members' imaginations running.
"Not gonna know which one of us is first though, angel," Hyunjin responds with a soft tease in his tone, close enough for you to hear the little whisper in his breath.
"Angel? Oh, careful Hyune...After that nickname paired with your cock, I might just fall in love."
"Everyone shut up this is taking forever," Seungmin says deadpan, flipping off the light. He was always impatient.
"You idiot she's blindfolded, we don't need them all off" Lee Know says, "she can't see anything anyway."
"You do it then," Seungmin bites back at Lee Know playfully.
"Boys, boys, let's all just simmer down hm? Keep this a zen fucking zone."
Han gets up, increasing the light in the room with the dimmer switch. Hannie - ever so attentive.
The room is silent, members grinding their teeth, stretching their fingers, waiting for your cue, presumably.
"We just gonna sit here chatting boys? Or is someone gonna stick their cock into me? I'm ready to win a bet."
The room bustles, voices whispering and winding to a halt as the first contestant climbs over you.
The couch shifts under you like a ship listing in the deep ocean.
Your back is supported on the couch, blindfold secured around your head, panties still on but already showing a thick wet spot.
A chill of self-consciousness floods you just for a second before it's replaced by the confidence of having your 8 members focused fully on you as they wait to fuck you in turns.
The first mystery man's hands slide the fabric down your legs, exposing your cunt to all 8 of your members. You feel so bare, so vulnerable, but so goddamn powerful. You can almost hear their hard swallows as all their eyes are glued on you, their cocks tripling in size in anticipation.
"Someone put it in," you say, tapping your fingers on your chin like you're bored.
Suddenly you're breached, their length sliding in effortlessly into your wet cunt. Your walls immediately shiver around the foreign feeling, clamping down. They're so deep it feels like a bubble might just pop deep inside your belly. The member's hips stop halfway as a gasp rips from your chest, an electricity running to your fingertips.
You stammer, "b-big," as their hands caress you, rubbing gentle circles over your skin, complimenting the deep, slow strokes. Their hands are large, fingers thin but sculpted so beautifully. He slides the rest of the way in, saliva dripping out of his mouth onto your tits. The warm liquid splashes onto your peaked nipples as their head dips down just to swirl it in circles with their tongue.
"H-Hyune!" you yelp mid-moan, knowing there's no way in hell that's not him.
"Fuck how?" Hyun says, stopping his movements and reluctantly pulling out.
You grasp your tummy as the removal feels so sudden, leaving you empty once more.
"You and your oral fixation baby, you're a deliciously messy, messy fuck," you say pinching your nipples, the wetness still stimulating you.
It's silent again as he climbs off the couch and another member replaces him.
You feel your cunt clench and flutter as you wait to be filled again.
The next mystery member teases his thick satiny tip in and out of you, inching himself in and then pulling out. The stretch is even bigger than Hyune, narrowing down your options to just a few.
"S-so p-patient," you exhale, pondering a few members that could bare minimum fit the category of patient.
He sinks in, pressing his chest firmly onto yours, his shirt blocking skin to skin contact. Your back arches as you adjust to the size of him as he bottoms out.
"F-fuck" falls out of your mouth as his hips pull back just to jolt forward again.
"Mmm, n-needs to feel close to who he's fucking," you pant, trying your best to focus on the task at hand.
He hits your spot immediately, his thrusts gentle but deep.
"Channie baby," you say in confidence. "F-feel you pushing into my c-cervix, can't not think of b-breeding can you?"
With a huffed laugh, he pulls out, leaving you empty and aching once more.
"Yep," he says, nodding his head and swiping his forehead in defeat. He starts to speak, likely wondering how you know he thinks of breeding all the time, but he stops his train of thought.
Just then you visibly shiver on the couch, thinking of all the times Chan has thought of breeding you. Sneaking into your room at night, just to fill you with his cum.
"Fuck," you hear a distant voice mumble in response to your body writhing.
The next member handles your frame differently, a little faster, planting you flat on your stomach.
He climbs over you, not wasting any time before bullying his cock into you. He's placed your legs close together, so when he slides in it feels like your cunt expands ten-fold, pressure building like it's your first time.
You notice he's a little thinner than the other two, the new angle puzzling you as to who it could be. You feel him pull out and plunge back in, as you wait for his tell.
You were puzzled for another minute, little moans running out of your mouth. Confusion subsides once his fingers grab your waist, peppering kisses over your hot skin wrapping around your waist. He's not so much thrusting anymore as rutting into you, his breath hot on your neck. He's needy, borderline insatiable. He's fast with his rutting, like he's speeding to get to the finish line.
Then it hits you.
"Jeongin," floats out of your mouth gently as the rhythm of his hips seems to have hypnotized you.
His pelvis continues pressing into you desperately as your ass cushions his every rut, a loud moan now breaking out from his throat in agreement.
"N-needy, just as I thought, still fucking me even after it's over, you say, chuckling.
You hear him puff out air, hands squeezing your skin trying to convince himself to pull out. Finally, he musters up the strength to slide out of you and off the couch.
"Fuck she's tight, how'd you guys stop?" he asks, panting.
"Number 4 here we go, my cunt needs more." You're feeling needy yourself, but you'd never admit it.
This member wants you leaning over the couch, ass in the air, your elbows just resting on the back of the couch, barely stable.
A loud smack lands on your ass, jolting you forward. You hiss from the sting, the deliciously painful bliss of it just as he nestles his silky tip into your gooey cunt.
"Lee Know," you get out before you even feel him fully penetrate you. It was too easy.
He pauses his movements as Chan's voice sounds.
"Are you sure?" Chan asks, trying to get into your head.
"Y-yes," you say right as the 4th member slides into you fully, not letting you adjust to his size.
His hands are bound in your hair as his hips speed up, his cock knocking into your spot with lightning speed, the intensity feeling like he's about to tip over a glass full of water.
"F-fuck Minho, m-more," you say before you can filter it out of your mouth.
"More?" Lee Know says, a smug tone painting the letters as he gives your ass another slap.
"Oh really angel? He gets to keep fucking you?" Hyunjin says, attitude thick in his silky voice.
That seems to snap you back to the reality of the situation as you swallow hard.
"Minho," you say, signaling him to, unfortunately, pull out.
He retreats with a growl, clearly frustrated from lack of finishing.
"You're intriguing Y/n."
"M-more than just your ninth member, I'm like a seer of all things," you say, snaking your head around towards where the now mumbling voices are coming from.
Your body is starting to tremble, the lack of your vision unlocking and magnifying all other senses within your body. Each touch from them is more rounded, each sound is sharper, you feel like a goddamn vampire with supernatural senses.
Hands grab you once more, pulling you down onto the cushion but keeping you slouched facing the front of the couch. You yelp from the surprise of changing positions so quickly, your hair getting messier by the second.
"Ooh surprises, I love surprises," you say just as the new member's warm hands hold your legs open in a wide v-shape in the air.
His rounded tip dips in once, twice, before sending all his weight into your cunt at once. The stretch was obvious.
A blood curdling moan rips out of you at the weight of the thrusts he's giving you. His hips are at a different angle than the others before him, his hips waving in an effortless thrust; one that scoops out your insides in the most intoxicating way. The smooth thrusts angle upwards, massaging your sweet spot that makes your eyes roll back.
You get lost in the rhythm he's giving you, not wanting your blissed out state to stop.
Suddenly you hear Minho clear his throat, snapping you back to reality.
"H-heavy c-cock, f-fucking incredible stroke game, wants me pliable...B-Binnie I know that's you...sp-splitting me in two."
Your cunt is pulsing around him, the stretch stinging so good your toes curl so hard, threatening to lose feeling.
He pulls out and you reflexively whine, "t-too fast." You trip over the words as your cunt feels utterly abandoned.
"Y/n, you're something, you know that?" Binnie says still stroking his hardened cock as he assumes his place next to the other members.
"'M aching." Your voice is thinner this time, like you're slowly slipping into a dream. You've nearly forgotten all about the bet, now you just have tunnel vision for your own release.
You were right, it was the best decision you could have made - doing this bet. But it was also torture having each member pull out when all you really wanted was to say fuck the bet and let them all have their way with you.
But your pride was not letting up.
The 6th member interrupts your thought as you're positioned onto your back, flat. The new set of hands press your wrists above your head, their fingers gentle given the sudden movement.
The new position makes your teeth capture your lips, tugging hard.
He takes a second to get comfortable, cock vibrating as he trembles from the pleasure of nudging his cock inside of you. He bottoms out in one thrust, pausing to collect himself once in.
All movements on his end have ceased, like he's trying so hard to control himself.
You don't even need one more thrust to know who that is.
"H-Hannie baby, you're trying so hard n-not to ruin me or yourself by cumming right...now."
You hear a hiccupped moan flutter from his pretty lips as he pulls out like he's caught fire.
"F-fuck," he says, turning away and closing his eyes to stave off the impending orgasm.
"Cute," Felix says breaking the silence that has droned on since you started this whole thing. "You look like you're actually gonna splatter cum all over yourself right now."
"H-hey you don't understand how w-warm sh-," Han retorts, but trails off as you hear him bite down on his hand.
You chuckle, amused by his lack of control. How his tip is just dripping with precum ready to explode.
"Yeah Hannie, I know you can't help it baby, m'just wanna take care of you." You say it with a little twist in your voice like you're egging him on.
Your body convulses suddenly, not long away from an orgasm ripping through you from the constant friction you've endured. You shut your lips tight, trying to calm the storm inside of you.
"N-no one slide in yet, or I'll cum."
"See I'm not the only one!" Han tries to defend himself.
"Y-yeah but you haven't just had 6 cocks in you," you laugh and can just sense the redness creeping into his cheeks.
Your members give you a minute to suppress the feeling in your stomach threatening to tear you apart.
"Okay, go," you say, ready for more.
Two more, you can do this, you coach yourself internally.
The next mystery member wants you on your hands and knees but still on the couch. A caress of their soft hands on your ass has you grinding back to get more.
"Mmm already making me beg...okay, I see you number 7."
They spread your ass cheeks before circling their tip on your stretched out cunt. He slides his cock up to your other, much tighter hole. He alternates nudging your sensitive holes, his hand massaging your ass in harsh circles.
With a grip on your hips, his whole length enters you. He's big, just like the rest, but there's a lean to his cock that you feel, prodding you in a new, gorgeous corner of your walls.
His fingers are digging into your skin hard, but his thrusts are just steadily increasing.
"Patient too, but wants their way with me," you whisper, circling your ass backwards to catch him deeper.
"Seungminnie you just wanna fuck me like your little pup don't you?"
He stills.
"C'mon Y/n. H-how?" he says, utterly shocked but still pumping you as you've grabbed his wrist now to try and keep him inside.
"I've heard you fuck your fist moaning. 'Such a desperate pup," You mimic him with a low growl just like you've heard many, many times.
"You like watching me like a perv?" Seungmin teases.
"You can watch me anytime Seungminnie, might even let you help."
You can hear his head shaking through the lazy corners of his laugh at your bold statement.
He gives your ass a little slap before climbing back off the couch, joining the others.
"Last one. Then you can cum." Chan says, his voice shaky from his own stimulation it seemed.
Member 8 wants you back on your stomach but rather than take you flat, he tucks a pillow under your hips to raise them a few inches.
"F-Felix baby, why even bother? I know it's you," you say through a very tired voice.
You hadn't realized how much they'd drain you one after another.
"You wanna cum don't you? Gotta guess all of us sweetheart," he says in a thick, deep Aussie accent that resonates in your ears and travels right back down to your core.
"Fuck Felix," you pant, feeling that rubber band tighten in your stomach again. "Don't play with me, its been a long night."
He adjusts the pillow once more, bending down to whisper by your ear, "might want to hold on sweetheart."
Reflexively, you press your ass towards him more, wrapping your fingers around the pillow beneath you.
"Just...like," he says, sliding the first inch in, before bottoming out with a flick of his hips, "that."
"Mmm" you hum. "Lixie, the t-type to look innocent but fuck you d-dumb," you say, your body jolting with each harsh thrust of his hips.
He speeds up not wasting any time in getting you both to your highs. Being the last member to go, he doesn't seem to be worried about pushing either of you too far.
"Wanna c-cum on your cock L-Lixie."
You know it might not be fair, to only let Lixie be the one to bring you over the edge, and on his cock nonetheless, but you thought you might die if another one pulled out of you not letting you release on them.
"I need to cum on c-cock."
Felix grabs the blindfold, pushing it off of your head and your eyes blur, colors looking more contrasting than you remember.
Blinking to adjust to the light, you see all 8 of your members stroking their cocks above you.
"What do you think hm?" Felix addresses the members. "Should we let her cum on my cock?"
"I-I won, I choose," you say through your teeth, feeling like you might explode if you don't get to cum soon.
"She's right, let our little bunny choose," Changbin says, kneeling now, stroking his cock at a new angle.
"W-want to be on top," you say.
You're straddling Felix now, reverse cowgirl as you watch the members mouths open, tongues swiping their lips, pained pleasured expressions painting their features.
You reach out, feeling around each one, going from member to member, running your shaky hand over their leaking cocks.
Never would you have guessed you'd ever be in this situation, having all 8 of your members wide eyed and at the mercy of your cunt.
And it felt fucking phenomenal.
Their eyes are all mesmerized by you, Felix's eyes glued to your ass bouncing up and down on his cock. His head is thrown back, his pouty mouth open in awe.
You ride him a little harder, his cock hitting your spot as your clit goes haywire from stimulation.
"Fuck m'gonna cum," you say, fingers dragging on Felix's thighs as you feel the rubber band finally snap deep in your belly.
As the wave washes over you, Hyunjin kneels in front of you beside Changbin, suctioning his puffy, warm lips over your nipple. The slight sting from how hard he's sucking makes you scream out as Felix drills you from beneath, helping you ride out your high.
Lee Know fists your hair, yanking your head back
"That's it kitten, 8 cocks enough for you?" he menaces.
Your body finally gives out as Felix and Chan hold your body up, preventing you from toppling over. Your muscles are seized with pleasure, your eyes closed in bliss.
"Fuck Y/n, babygirl, we've got you," Chan says, hands on your waist as your body continues undulating.
You make it a mission to make eye contact with each member as they furiously pump their cocks.
Hyunjin is the first to let go, the fixation on your breast tipping him over the edge. His mouth is sucking your nipple still as he shoots out ropes of warm cum on your chest and stomach.
The sight of him falling apart seems to trigger the rest of the members as they crowd around you releasing onto your sweaty, glistening skin nearly one right after the other.
Moans fill the room as they cum to the scene of the aftermath of your orgasm, as your body still jerks, electricity still running through you.
Felix taps your ass, "u-up m'gonna cum." He lifts you, counting on Chan and Lee Know to leverage your weight as you shoot up off of Felix's cock like a rocket. You bend forward, both members helping you to plant your hands on the floor so that you don't fall on your face.
A deep groan followed by heavy pants come from Felix as he empties himself on your back and ass, his warm cum making designs on your beautiful skin.
The front of your body is all sticky, cum falling off your skin onto the floor from the mess the guys made on you.
"Holy shit," Seungmin says, lying flat on the floor, spent.
Felix helps you upright and helps you off of his lap. "Y/n, fuck" Felix says, eyes looking like that definitely will not be the last time that happens.
You try to stand but your legs feel injected with jelly.
Chan catches your misstep. "Woah Y/n, you good?"
"See I told you, I know all your tells boys," you say, so pleased with yourself and utterly satisfied.
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🛒 SKZ TEXTS — you leave without giving him a kiss
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including. ot8!
warnings. cursing, joke abt relapsing
notes. hyunjin’s has me crying i’m ill 😿
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SKZ-TALKER GO! EP 04 LE GALA DES PIÈCES JAUNES
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